This one took its last breath and expired as I sat just inside a sunny window sipping a cup of coffee, dog by my side, while reading Enigma's excellent blog over on Watergate Summer, "Welcome to America, OR is it 1930's Germany?"
I'd intended to upload a few pictures this morning of a recent trip we took over to quiet, little San Miguel, NM last week. But that will have to wait for some other day because this was my frame of mind after reading Enigma's blog--as evidenced by the comment I left there:
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This is how I begin my cheery morning with my second cup of coffee? Reading this most excellent post, enigma?
So, okay, blow off another day, just like the other days in the new America.
And I'm pissed. And I know it's happening, much like your Polish friend who described how it all came down in 1930's Germany.
Yet, we know it, we see it, we blog it, and continue to watch it engulf us. Yes, the dems are enablers. Our military are enablers. I am, we are all enablers! Jesus Christ, we all have cancer and yet we allow it to fester and eat us alive while we watch!
And a couple hundred thousand marching on DC for war's end or impeachment won't stop it. Hell, we couldn't stop it before it started, last November's elections didn't stop it, we sure as hell aren't dealing from a place of strength now.
But if millions of us marched on that capitol laying siege to the offices, the committees, the meeting places with favorite lobbyists, and closing down the freakin' White House until the pols have regained their fear (and maybe a little respect in the process) of the people?
As they arrest and cart a million of us off, another million would take our places at the barricades. In my dreams.
Forty years ago it was, "I have a dream." Today it's, "I have a nightmare." Yes, we all do.
In the meantime, I'll continue to watch this consume me and the rest of us like a cancer, only it's one for which I take no action against except a blog now and then, a sign hoisted for an hour or two during an occasional demonstration as we continue our march, unabated, into 1930 Germany in 21st Century USA.
So, I guess until they come for me, I'll continue to bitch while trying to take pleasure in the simple things in my life I still have some control over. Like the love of a spouse or devoted dog. Or maybe a Ziploc® Brand, Zip 'n Steam™ Microwave Steam Cooking Bag demonstrating the apex of Homo sapiens' evolution. (Never mind that billions globally haven't any food to put in a Ziploc® Brand Zip 'n Steam™ Microwave Steam Cooking Bag, nor potable drinking water with which to make steam, nor a microwave to put it in and, if they did, they haven't any damn place to plug it. But I digress.
Thanks for this great post, enigma!
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Repeating something from Curtis Muhammad I quoted here a couple of days ago about our government:
"I think we've got to discover how they control us, how they keep us acting like reformists and liberals, how they keep us from taking risks. ......
How is this possible? How is it possible that people who lead radical organizations, their greatest solution is ... to lobby the state or the Congress or the senator or the…?"
"I think we've got to discover how they control us, how they keep us acting like reformists and liberals, how they keep us from taking risks. ......
How is this possible? How is it possible that people who lead radical organizations, their greatest solution is ... to lobby the state or the Congress or the senator or the…?"
I think some of the ways we're controlled is they keep us busy, and when not busy, they keep us distracted, but underlying work and leisure is fear. They keep us fearful. Afraid of losing our jobs, our livelihoods, our homes, our way of life; afraid to speak up or fearful we're being watched; or of losing our health care our pensions, our Medicare, or Social Security, or worse, our "freedoms." Fearful of economic collapse and slipping through the cracks. And always, fearful of terrorists and their terrorism. All of this, wrapped up in one neat little package, equals a future wrought with fear.
If any consolation, however, know there are a select few who are enjoying the new America immensely. Those are the ones profiting handsomely off of it while the rest of us are left to grapple with paying for it. And way too many are paying far too dearly for it!
2 comments:
Um, we're so afraid of losing our freedoms, we're willing to sacrifice our freedoms to protect our freedoms? Or maybe more like Janis sang (and Kris wrote): Freedom's just a another word for nothing left to lose.
wow...you did leae a great comment...so sorry that my post meant we don't get to see the photos.....
( I am pouting....looking like a hound dog...sniffling even...)
oh well...sigh..
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