Group prayers. I cannot imagine anything less useful than
groups of folks talking to an imaginary being about the horrific event in Orlando.
After which, of course, the same folks go out and have a beer and talk about
the latest episode of Veep . . . or whatever TV program gets their rocks off.
We listened to Steven Colbert interview Bill O’Reilly,
mostly about Orlando—yeah, that Bill O’Reilly. And I found myself holding the
TV remote (we TIVO the show), having to almost forcibly restrain myself from
fast forwarding just to get rid of the lying little creep O’Reilly. But I kept
reminding myself of Sun Tzu—Know Thine Enemy.
Between the shooting itself, the brainless ramblings of
Donald Trump, and the astonishing calls for killing people coming from
Republicans, and, especially, from pastors of the right (Christian Taliban
folks), I find myself sinking into a morass of despair. How
could this country have sunk to this level of idiocy?
And then I remind myself. This is Amurrica Richard. We are
at or near the ending of the great American experiment with democracy. It’s
been 200 years, or thereabouts, and that is apparently the life cycle of
democracies. Between the Christian
Taliban, and the criminal bankers, both seeking power in their own ways, our
country has been hijacked. We need to
take it back, but we (I) seem not to know how to accomplish that. I would say
that maybe some horrible event would galvanize the public, and they would then
get off their collective asses and throw the bankers in prison, kick the
Christian Taliban in the ass and move them back into their closets, and then
take away much of the arsenal that the crazy fucking gunners (small penis
crowd) seem to believe they need. No, we don’t need to take away all their
guns, just most of them, and certainly all of the things that resemble machine
guns. Maybe let folks have single-shot
shotguns, and single shot pistols.
See, mainly, I’m not afraid of the State taking away my
freedom, so much as I fear the crazed gunners of our country taking away the
lives of people I hold dear. And we all
really know that the Second Amendment was not about assuring that every crazy
person in Amurrica could own a machine gun.
It was all about a “well-regulated militia”. In some circles, that’s now called the
National Guard.
But our rapid decline into third world country status isn’t
just about guns (although they do go together). It’s about the failure to
educate our population—our public education system used to be a shining star
and it is now rapidly deteriorating into a global joke, leaving us with a
seriously dumbed-down population. It’s about our health care system that leaves
thousands/millions out of our care system, including our veterans who frankly
deserve better. It’s about our growing
problem of student debt, which will lead eventually to the demise of our great
system of higher education. It’s about our inability to create an employment
base for most of our workforce—we seem not to understand that if we continue to
ship all jobs overseas, we will eventually fail as a nation. And that latter
isn’t a problem created by our President, or even by our singularly inept
Congress. It continues to be created and maintained by our bankers and our
business CEO’s who make more money that way and who care not a fig about the
effects on the nation’s workforce. They
don’t care folks. They don’t care.
And that is the central problem. Too many of our people simply don’t care.
They are too busy praying to non-existent figures in the sky, or playing video
games to care.
Maybe we really have lost the ability to think, and,
therefore, to care. Maybe it really is all over. I keep hoping not. I keep
hoping that our grandchildren will turn out smarter and more caring than we
are, and that they will take back their country from the inept grasp of their
forebears.
Maybe.
Maybe
Maybe, he said hopefully, but sadly.
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