If this isn't nice, what is?
I've been away from this project, EP. Physically present before the keyboard, scanning the happenings of the day, but without voice; eyes wide in disbelief as incident after incident more fully illustrates the mendacious essence of the present administation - silenced by the fact that as bourgeoning body of truth concerning Bu$hCo sees light through the mainstream media nothing happens. The corporatist spinmeisters confuse and bamboozle. The liars lie on.
Hitler credited the loudspeaker for his rise to power. He was bankrolled by industry. That whole histoy repeating itself thing...
My sense is the "Unitary Presidency" is the deathknell of American "Democracy", which in itself is a stretch- "... the rich get richer, the poor get the picture...". Ms Clinton, Mr McCain, different strains of folk looking out for the American elite, the moneyed, the corporations. Looking out for the folks that bankroll them.
After calling legislators from both parties to urge a "no" vote on Mr "Unitary President" Alito (no one answered at Mr Byrds, of all people) and seeing him in I've, as I mentioned, grown quiet.
This Kurt Vonnegut piece from the Free Press has given me heart, somehow...
"I'm lucky enough to have known a great president, one who really cared about ALL the people, rich and poor. That was Franklin D. Roosevelt. He was rich himself, and his class considered him a traitor.
"We have people in this country who are richer than whole countries," he says. "They run everything.
"We have no Democratic Party. It's financed by the same millionaires and billionaires as the Republicans.
"So we have no representatives in Washington. Working people have no leverage whatsoever.
"I'm trying to write a novel about the end of the world. But the world is really ending! It's becoming more and more uninhabitable because of our addiction to oil.
"Bush used that line recently," Vonnegut adds. "I should sue him for plagiarism."
Things have gotten so bad, he says, "people are in revolt again life itself."
Our economy has been making money, but "all the money that should have gone into research and development has gone into executive compensation. If people insist on living as if there's no tomorrow, there really won't be one."
"As the world is ending," he says, "I'm always glad to be entertained for a few moments. The best way to do that is with music. You should practice once a night.
"If you really want to hurt your parents and don't want to be gay, go into the arts," he says.
Then he breaks into song, doing a tender, loving rendition of "Stardust Memories."
By now the packed hall has grown reverential. The sound system is appropriately tenuous. Straining to hear every word is both an effort and a meditation.
"To hell with the advances in computers," he says after he finishes singing. "YOU are supposed to advance and become, not the computers. Find out what's inside you. And don't kill anybody."
As for work, "there are no factories any more. Where are the jobs supposed to come from? There's nothing for people to do anymore. We need to ask the Seminoles: 'what the hell did you do?'' after the tribe's traditional livelihood was taken away.
Answering questions written in by students, he explains the meaning of life. "We should be kind to each other. Be civil. And appreciate the good moments by saying 'If this isn't nice, what is?'"
Then he leans back. "You're awful cute" he says to someone in the front row. He grins and looks around. "If this isn't nice, what is?
Read the whole article...
Humor, consciousness, shared humanity- qualities that cultivated can sustain us as we carry on shedding light and building community. Being human I mean.