Month: March 2017
In the 21st century beginning man said, law and order prisons have little law and order; Health Insurers desert ACA and it’s Obamacare’s fault; millions elect to bypass the ballot in favor of passing remote, drinks and meds, in a party as barbaric as Fortress America, mushroomed – but hooked, we can’t get enough of the addiction du Jour: Donald Trump.
And man said, the info noise became too much of too little, high on the useless and out-foxed on overdosing, he declared, this land is my land to border up.
Following the echo of his own voice, the man pumped smog, pushing haze, seeking a Shining Light upon a Hill – straining to save his family’s past, since God and country failed to exhale the final puff of the rockets’ red glare – now but ambers pulsating from middle America.
And the man said, if you could see America the Beautiful through my eyes – the paleface country of thee I sing – excluding pretend citizens fleeing menial tasks during the Great Republican banker induced Recession, when healthy Pharmaceuticals most needed your insurance desperation and deplorable wages acceptance – you’d see, it’s the white man’s Land of the Free.
Placing his faith in a Home of the Brave that guaranteed, against all odds, liberty and freedom for working white middle Class families, cherishing an inbred pride in the exceptional prowess and international reputation of kind superiority over our little brown brothers, even when suffering the nightmarish pretense that black lives matter as much as women kept in their place – the man said, it’s Alt-Right and good.
Limping through the maze of what is now, the man denies all capsulized dreams drifting diversity, divisively dividing divinity: Climate Change is a Chinese trick, meant to devalue traditional blue-collar employment. Liberals tried to redefine America by electing a president, who looked like no other – the man’s sustainability: outsiders chanting, jobs, jobs, jobs making America great again.
Narrowly limping on, until the reality of a reality show host firing off executive orders between Mar-a-Lago visits clashed with the man’s desires to defeat a secret Obama government in exile, while clinging to his Obamacare.
Trump Tower now in sight, so intoxicating, the man hurls in the rising tide, slurring his pledge, Party before Country. Now the root of all evil has been successfully injected into the national vein of wisdom to, follow the money.
The man, breathing heavily now through darkening city streets, dragging his feet to the sunny side to avoid intersections engaged in the art of the drug deal, fears the bankruptcy of any chance to surmount the bull of Wall Street – where soccer moms and hockey women are beckoned to be abused, underpaid and serve as generational examples: the female of the species couldn’t be allowed to diminish man’s place in the sun – for though a girl, bronze ensconced, may reach for the highlife, she’s devalued by Groper-in-Chief worshipers.
The man, with raised right hand, swears in proclamation: Mike Pence, Bannon, Priebus, Flynn, Devin Nunes, Mick Mulvaney, Paul Ryan, Manafort, Gowdy, Carter Page, Idaho’s Larry Craig, and Florida’s Mark Foley – are America!
Earth’s comeback, a frigid winter blast in his face, warning through clinched ice teeth: Liberals have left behind no one, save those who chose to embrace the shadow of towering falsehoods.
Stunned by the Siberian twist, the man blinks in disbelief, wondering for a moment, if rust, coal and oil jobs have reached the point of no return.
Nonetheless, brandishing his cane, the man waves off the inclement claim, assuring himself Alex Jones can resurrect him with ping pong and a Rush refill. Limping bent over under reigning pellets of burning hail, the man returns to The Hill.
When we allow demoralizing fear of truth to downgrade our nation, we are dealers dealing grief to those individuals self-deposed from the ranks of majority to the educationally and politically depressed – aided and abetted by the very same aging conservative male Republicans for whom they voted – thus are the poor and working Middle Class extinguished to extinction.
Though, now voyagers in unchartered waters, on a ship of state helmed by a crew of gold diggers, fooled by the mission of creeps, fear not, for we needn’t ask for the moon, when we have the stars of American history lighting our way out of the ashes of the latest GOP cremation of human value.
The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts – Bertrand Russell
Is this why we’re so fixated on the doom and gloom of fictions’ foolish tinkering with the balance of power between destroying earth’s very nature, and learning from it?
Beyond Mick Mulvaney’s Climate Change idiocy and self-delusional asylum worthy definition of compassionate, our Peacefully Assemble resistance proves still, we are the masters of our house, guardians of the realm and the imperfect heroes we’ve always been – and though currently tilted off course and out of sync, our indomitable hope still raises us above even the most conniving attempts to ban our human decency.
No matter how fueled the hateful fires of Conservative thinking, patriotic Good Samaritans will not wait for the ashes of Trump to regain our national balance of power to reason, beyond reversals for women by Carrie Lukas and executive secrets about Russian alliances.
If we must look to the past, let it be for examples of our courageous generosity and not the morally bankrupt dying a thousand times – when Yemen attacked, redundant ban blocked by Hawaiian federal judge, DOJ charged four Russians for Yahoo Hack – our Mar-a-Lago self-indulgent POTUS, deserted the field.
While The Good Fight is rarely an easy undertaking, it is, if only to visionaries, an uplifting one. So, play on, knowing the universe is the thing wherein we see humankind is but one sprinkle of the particles of dust flowing within ever-expanding solar systems – but arguably, at the top of the curiosity chain, we remain the greatest temple of discovery, exploration and heroism.
The arc that shapes, and colors, our life’s journey is individual strength of character sustaining humanity’s balance. – and though some of the people have been Hoover & Bush/Cheney fooled yet again, it’s only the one step back in our United States of America’s two steps forward sojourn.
Revolving around rotating false prophets expecting Trickle Down Economics to ever shower Main Street neighborhoods with a silver lining of gold dust, is as old as the Scriptures, and as fool-hearty as wasting energy loving the root of all evil.
Oh, see how conservatives run from the future, projecting their past sins on our paying it forward. Allowing Republican leadership, led by Corporatism’s elite empire of greed, is suicide for any moral code. It is on us, Baby Boomers, Millennials, Christians, Jews, Muslims, Hindu, Transgender or straight & narrow to hold these truths self-evident:
- Denying Climate Change is futile
- Starving a child’s brain power is murderous
- Ignoring our Seniors to death puts us in lock-step with all that is treacherous and unholy
Hardly consistent in our independent declaration or constitutional conservation, America found its good, bad and ugly in, Lincoln at Gettysburg, FDR & Henry Wallace, the medical rape of Henrietta Lacks, going Nuts before Patton with Bastogne saving 101st Airborne Division nurse, Augusta Chiwy — and outside a book depository in Dallas.
Still we summon our David vs. Goliath fortitude: Anita Hill, Oprah Winfrey, Rachel Maddow, Women’s March, U.S. District Judge Derrick Watson, Representative Denny Heck and every patriot shouting, Do Your Job, in Town Halls of GOP lawmakers.
Unhinged Executive Orders claiming America First are not America — Cementing our humanity to the order of all life on earth is, for that perseverance of preservation is what rewards our curiosity with the audacity to be, both heavenly and magnificent.