Once Upon a Time in The NRAmerica

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Though separation of ribcage and shoulder blade rendered my body tardy to New Year opinion party, my mind was always here and not just for the dessert.  Following potluck is neither  depressing 2012 review, nor spoon full of sugar to help the 112th Congress go down.

While I love an appetizer of language word games, this is no SE Cupp of tasteless murder most foul syntax, nor a sip of EPA approved Texas oil water.

Before the main course of once upon a time, let’s Rush to dump the leftovers:  House peacocks, NRA jerks, losing tea stained whiners, countering Penn State & BofA prick$ and gunrunning spin.

Happy New Year change comes not with Trillion dollar coins, but with leaning on Washington to change the way it’s been done since “Once Upon a Time.”

Appetizer:  Lies, bullies and sex offenders kill just like bullets, judicial revolving doors from public schools to private prisons, mental illness and blind faith in ignorance and torture.

Some heroes use drugs, some Quantico hidden, some government induced suicide and some endure cowardly attacks for blood clots and concussion.

Soup:  Once Upon a Time Coke-a-Cola double talk, NRA spin and assassinating bullets whiplashed us into seeing crooked, but that was before Friday December 14, 2012.  Now a Newtown gives birth to a new nation.

Once upon a time, we knew the truth only sets us free when questioning authority plots and made up stories about us by gun toting history altering oily Corporatism and gilded guilty government.  “Once Upon a Time” slowly contorted “Exceptionalism” into lies told and sold in denial of our sequel to Roman Empire.

Salad:  Except for former Virginia felons, 2013 invites all to full citizenship table and, like Republican leadership, it is our choice to attend the dinner party replete with character definition opportunities, and seize the day to humanely respond to American loss in Hurricane Sandy and Sandy Hook, or confess “Once Upon a Time,” never was.

A Toast:  As we lift our glasses to media hype, reflect: before there were forty seconds in Tucson parking lot and Batman in Aurora theater, there were twenty-six still living in Connecticut, giving time for reason to conquer both weapon of mental illness and its easily available chosen instrument of mass destruction.

Main Course:  Violence existed before video games and boy movies as did violent deaths before the gods of guns fired a single shot heard round the world.  However, while inaugurating more celebration of gun appreciation, remember before recess and arts disappeared from schools, school shootings were as improbable then as they are ignored now.

Once upon a time we turned our backs on plagues of religious persecution and said no thank you to place mates of class distinction.  Nonetheless accepting multiple helpings of military conquest, we sailed the ocean blue to discover a land of milk and honeys without booze, guns or syphilis, until our pilgrimage of Pilgrims and Puritans ordained to save the savage breasts with poisonous insertions.

Dessert:  Once upon a time, men were men, proving it with streams  of Tyler, McKinley, Teddy and Taft’s fatty acids doing brown outs over Mexicans and “P” people (Philippines, Panama and Puerto Rico) before invasive Granada scheme.

Nuts:  Once upon a time, high-capacity magazines and Drones were for foreigners and the internet free and safe from Government interference and Corporate marketing manipulation.

Once upon a time, before record breaking year of veteran suicides, there was a Kristol clear “two month war,” and money wasn’t free speech, though Alex Jones licensed to abuse it.

Raisins:  Marketed to extremes of, ‘if it bleeds it leads’ mayhem , we slaughter family value of child safety, with Constitutional misinterpretations to prevent teacher like universal background checks, bans on military-style weapons for civilians and hunting without high-capacity ammunition clips.

Nightcap:  Salute to King in Proclamation, ‘The greatest tragedy in the aftermath of every act of violence, is not the strident clamor of bad people or stupid people, but the appalling silence of mediocre House people turning their backs on victims, and good people letting them get away with it, once upon a time, again.’


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