A Moment To Breath
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Publié :8/11/2020 7h22
Dernière mise à jour :23/11/2021 12h08 24705 vues
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The election is finally over. At least until the inauguration when the Trump 2024 flags, hats, bumper stickers and face masks start appearing in gun shops, Walmarts and Trump Stores throughout the country. For the moment I'm going to revel in the relative peace and quiet of a bit of normalcy in a year that has been anything but normal.
Don't misunderstand, I have no illusions that Biden is some sort of savior of the free world; that everything will be sunshine, rainbows and unicorns shitting rice pudding, I know better than that. Nearly half of all Americans who voted lived through the last three years and ten months and thought, "Hell yes, I want four more years of this!" I didn't vote for Biden, I voted against Trump.
I'll give Trump and his co-conspirators credit, they thoroughly prepped the battle field when he decided to run for president. The played into the fears of foreigners that are an all too human trait, they discredited the institutions that serve the country so that when the inevitable bad news would come out, it could be dismissed as "fake news". Anything negative about Dear Leader was obviously fake news. They demonized Democrats through hashtags and derogatory slogans, pure marketing to the masses. Keep it short and simple so that it would be easy to remember. If you weren't one hundred percent loyal to Dear Leader, you were the enemy. They convinced people that the Democrats would legalize post birth abortion, take away their guns, ban Christianity and install a one world communist government. Not to mention Covid would disappear after the election.
It was head-scratching to see people I had always thought of as street smart and astute being taken in this gold plated conman and his grifter associates and family., In 20 my father contributed to Trump's campaign. This was a man who was dying of cancer at the time and didn't have the to toss away, yet, after watching Fox News and reading his NRA newsletters, decided that these mind-numbingly wealthy conmen deserved his . This was a man who didn't trust anyone, yet got taken in these scam artists. I wish he had lived to see what happened. I would be interested to see if he had changed his mind about Trump.
When he was elected I had no delusions that he would change, I've followed his career for years and knew who he was. I was under the delusion that the system of checks and balances of our government would keep his tyrannical tendencies in check. I underestimated the degree to which the GOP would choose party over country. They enabled his, what I assume will turn out to be, criminal behavior over his time in office. Yet, his biggest enablers were reelected.
This isn't over. Trump may be gone, but the ideas and attitudes which allowed him and his enablers to dismantle many of the principles that made this country great are still lingering in the cities and towns of the country. I don't know how we change it. I don't know how we get people to care for each other. I don't know how we get people to understand what made America a great place to live. Or at least had the potential to be a great place to live.
It was nice to see people celebrating, to hear the bells of Paris ringing, the people of Philadelphia dancing in the streets. I'm enjoying the celebrations for now. There is work to be done. President Elect Biden has his work cut out for him, the GOP is not going to negotiate or compromise, they have learned they don't have to. I hope the Democrats are up to the task.
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Sitting Alone On A Hot Tuesday NIght With Nothing But My Thoughts
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Publié :7/7/2020 15h23
Dernière mise à jour :17/11/2020 10h07 24975 vues
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Sitting alone listening to John Prine singing about Loretta and the children who've grown in a hot room too lazy to get up and turn on the AC.
Waiting for someone to say hello.
There's no reason to be here anymore, but I stay because I don't have anywhere to go. Like Mayonnaise.
It's been quiet for a while and quiet is good. When you can find it buried in the noise of the news and the neighbors.
I like John Prine. He makes me think sad, warm thoughts. I didn't discover him until after he'd died. I had heard about him, but never gave him much of a listen.
The same is true of J.J. Cale, although I'd listened to him before thanks to Eric Clapton.
Just another passing thought, dream or nightmare lost in the air. If you are lucky, you can't remember the worst of the nightmares.
It's been a tough few months living in my head. just another place where there's no way out. And that may not be a bad thing. If forces you/me to work through the fog and the muck. Even if you/I don't know where I'm going or even if I want to get there.
"Tell her you love her, each and every night." J.J. Cale
"You love her as she's walking out the door." Jim Morrison
Reactions.
Disappearing like fog in the rising sun.
It's too early to sleep, but morning comes too soon.
There's nothing to see here, move along, citizen. It's all under control.
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