There are so many atrocities and tragedies going on every single day, that I do not want to dwell on only the ones the press will regurgitate for the next couple of days ad nauseam, to no useful end, except to justify their existence and prep you for the next atrocity of the moment.
I want to talk to you about a nation that breeds atrocities.
A coworker (a good guy, a republican, but a good guy . I respect him, and I can’t say that about a lot of people) said that all empires fall, and America has begun her deep slide from grace. I have no love for the American empire, the dream of America yes. But the tortured, stinking reality it is… that petty men work so hard to make it be… no, I have no love for that disease of empire. Never have, never will.
But this “fall” as my coworker calls it, is no fall. It is a push. It is, mark my words, a push. A push toward totalitarianism by sabotaging democracy. A sabotage of a system that can work if allowed to; but totalitarianism works better for some, for a few.
A few need breathing room.
A return to the good old days. And if atrocity, after atrocity is what it takes for you to give up liberty, to get their definition of security. Then let the blood flow.
My God if you look at the last seven years, from bombings, to sniper attacks, to chemical warfare, to school shootings, to Katrina and institutionalized neglect that is the definition of malicious and criminal, to police torture, to American run concentration camps; America reads very much, like a madman’s wet dream.
And throughout all this… big business, the press, and the administration have made a loving cabal, and played a game of… diversion, shock, diversion… with no end to this endless war… in sight.
They have played: “mock the monk”, while your children came home mutilated, big business grew bigger breaking the back of unions and bankrupting the country through offshoring, and your rights became something vaguely remembered, in a once upon a time dream.
I do not believe in coincidence. Coincidence did not forge this nation, design and planning did. And design and planning is breaking this nations back.
Do I blame the administration for madman or madmen taking up guns and for two hours killing and maiming with an abandon that could only be called… impossible?
Yes I blame this administration. In seven years it has brought nothing but horror to those abroad, and nothing but horror to those here, in the eye of the storm. Maybe horror breeds horror. Maybe all those arms and legs and heads blown off in Palestine, or Iraq, or Haiti, or pick your American target of the week… maybe all that blood must be answered for in kind.
Maybe Shakespeare was right, that all those legs, and arms, and heads blown off will come together at the latter-day and cryout… “WE DIED! WE DIED IN SUCH A PLACE!”
We died in such a place.
Maybe the mad dogs we set loose on others, have to come home. Sniffing, and growling, and mad and rabid from the things they’ve seen.
Chickens coming home to roost.
Maybe there is no “shock and awe” for them, without “shock and awe” for us.
Chickens coming home to roost.
We’re raising a generation that thinks movies about torturing women, and mutilating people, and defiling others is really entertainment. And no I’m not talking censorship here, I’m talking values. And that America has no values, beyond Hate.
Ask Bernard McGuirk, Sid Rosenberg, Don Imus,… idiots put in positions to spread their idiocy and bigotry, and put in those positions by companies like NBC and Fox. You can ask any of them about hate, and a culture of hate. You can ask men like Bush, and the backers of such a man.
“Bodies rotting field and stream, because the living ones are rotten”…Lion in Winter
We train children to drop fire from the sky, indiscriminately on “terrorist nations” and somehow wipe from their heads the idea that their actions might be the most terrorist of them all.
When we teach a whole generation to defile themselves for the god called TV or MONEY, or murder for patriotism, we teach them not only to devalue the enemy… but to devalue themselves.
And such… loathing, can not… be well contained.
“We die unconsciously, because possessed of a non-human symbol” -Skipp Specter
MY heart goes out to those maimed by madmen. Crippled and scarred for life, futures and families shattered.
My heart goes out to those murdered by madmen. Lives ended, dreams unfulfilled, bloodlines broken. To the families who must find sense and sanity, in something so senseless and insane.
My heart goes out to all the victims, of those “people” who would… conserve hate.
Be those victims, stateside or abroad. Until we learn to preserve other lives, we have no hope in these mad times… of preserving our own.
“Machine Men, with Machine Minds, Killing in these Machine Times” paraphrase of Chaplin