I know as if I was to supplant a Pineapple in the window, to bring my friends and fellow travelers into my fold, next to the Joy rug and the roaring, but peaceful fire that I can only say that this is my story, and though it may not carry any particular weight in the consciousness of the gathering few, it is in all accounts what I grew up knowing. I was as many noticed not particularly one minded, except in my fervor to relate to the common good, and not to question anyone's interpretation at any given time, but to expel my nuances as I saw fit, like it or not, so as to give in it's own time, the glory it so richly deserved.
With that edifice in mind, do remember when there was a thing called the Middle Class, something that I swore was conjured up by Americans after World War II. It this perspective, I recall income equality created by local businesses to balance out the community populace in any given town, U.S.A.. The profits of any given business was shared with the neighborhood it so adorned with it's success, the workers that took part in the creation of whatever product was being produced and everyone was involved in giving back to the community by purchasing those products and giving of their time, either in strict donations, or of their time. This was what we all envisioned and hoped would occur.
I don't know from what time this dissipated into what we have today with this so called 1% and the 99%ers, but I do know this, this type of mental, emotional, physical and spiritual devolution has caused us to alienate numerous groups on numerous levels and caused the lack of simple human dignity, respect, work ethic and the greed that it all breeds when employed in such a way as the political foray representing itself as parties.
All of this has come down many times in the last 20 years in creating Prisons as profit making enterprises, distrust, ignorance and fear and intolerance for anyone who does not follow the same edict as another. Ferguson is just a manifestation of this, and it has nothing to do with the law, or justice, but a lot to do with letting the American Public decide for themselves what is really going on. It would have been prudent and wise to settle this in court, so we could all be the judge of character of the people in the play. To deny us again has caused a lot of upheaval and consternation in the way we view justice. I don't care who is right or wrong, I think we all need to know what we think is the truth, rather than just putting off a solution or giving everyone a chance to ignite their particular passion through the Court of Law. We are losing our sanity, our good names, our respect and trust in a system we created for all of those people who make up the United States of America. We are not the greatest, we are just what we are, and it behooves us all to reach out and touch one another and to refocus our energies to all the classes we seem to deem ourselves into. No legal terms, no prejudgements, just real people, real truths and justifications for whatever transpires right before our eyes. No good guys, no bad guys, just you and I, and we simply disagree.
I implore you to seek reality again, not punditry, because our way of life is dependent on it. It is the disenfranchisement of so many parts of our society that has led us to this crossroads, and for our survival we must equalize the income inequality in all it's myriad forms.....Lo, behold the glory and the sustenance of Life itself.
Friday, November 28, 2014
Sunday, November 9, 2014
Dilettante
Okay, it's been a long time coming, it will be a long time gone. It is not novel that a lame duck President has had to deal with both houses of Congress, meaning the Senate and the House of Representatives has been dominated by the opposite party in their second term and excuse the redundancy here. What is not novel since Eisenhower is the lack of reconciliation. What we have here, as Strother Martin once said in Cool Hand Luke, is a failure to communicate.
Instantaneously, we have people in all the Pup Tents around the Beltway, and I mean the ones with the bellies hanging over their belt drawing lines in the sand. Executive Orders and threats of eliminating the Affordable Care Act, which by the way is an Oxymoron, for at least 51 times. It doesn't seem possible in legislative terms, but yeah, let's take it to the Supreme Court, which by the way is dominated by the Wings of the Conservative Angels of Mercy. Meaning, I suppose, even if a bill came to the Senate and got passed, the President could yield the sword of the Veto, which it seems in Layman terms, he has only used twice.
There are reasons, if only in my mind, to deal with immigration in a different light. Why not, for a country sort of based on Immigrants to allow those who have been here most of their lives, to become part of the solution. Give them driver's licenses, make them pay taxes, let them pay for registering their vehicles and carry car insurance and let them pay for their Healthcare Benefits. If they all joined in the pool then maybe we wouldn't have to have the government subsidize their healthcare. Other global partners agree to pay more in taxes to deal with this, since it seems to actually go to provide medical care rather than find some antiquated rabbit hole and disappear.
We used to be proud to be American, because we created generally, progress for the populations of the conglomeration of individual states, thus creating a Union. We developed infrastructures for whatever, products that were functional as well as decorative. Now our infrastructures are modes of profit making institutions. Whether it is Healthcare, Prison systems, laws that promote Nepotism, the mass production of processed foods and products that are labeled GMO, which do so many myriad problems associated with it's existence.
Instead of doing procreation with new ideas, we linger in our mindset to continue the ways of the Internal Combustion Engine, trust our health to Drug Companies rather than the harmonious music that our bodies play for us to keep us in shape. It's not just the side effects of these two killers, but the idea that diet and exercise to cure the body's traumas, and treating Mother Nature with respect, instead of making her swallow our preoccupation with Self, rather than having this insane idea that we are at the top of the food chain wouldn't have some lasting effect on whether our species would go the way of the Dinosaur or not.
Make the delineation between laws against something, and making laws that are for something. Making natural organic compounds, rather than bastardizing synthetic constituents of Mother Nature's plans for sharing wisdom that all other of the creatures on this planet, would seem to begin the ideas that represent part of the solutions and bargain us into reconciliation. If there were cash crops out there which would contribute to the tax base, which it seems we are addicted to, to provide some alleviation to our mindset of existing problems to solve in a germane way, then as the Beatles once extorted us to do in lyrical ways..." LET IT BE...take a sad song and make it better....!!!! Hey Jude, What????
So instead of going down that same path, and being taking upstairs for a "RIDE", take a load off FANNY, and, and, and you take the LOAD off me. Me and Bobby McGee. Good God Ya'll, what is this stuff good for...? Absolutely nothing. So please before you go and Pray for Sanity, and absolution, for yourself, remember everyone else is in on this " Welcome to the Jungle..." attitude and we are all in this together, and we can put the Jigsaw puzzle together if we get off this kick of Dilettantism, and move toward ascension of the soul's linear projections and become aware, as I have lamented many times in these predilections, that for every action there is a reaction, and the outcomes are exactly what they are supposed to be, meaning no more "Why Me" moments and accepting the good and the bad consequences to those actions and use them not only as lessons to be learned, but signposts for reasons for us to remember what we are supposed to remember as we Hop, Skip and Jump through what we know as Individual Reality. Though we are all connected all the time, we also have that consciousness that we are alone. There is a long, long way to Go, before I sleep...I suppose....LOL, LOL, LOL, giggling all the way, Home.
Instantaneously, we have people in all the Pup Tents around the Beltway, and I mean the ones with the bellies hanging over their belt drawing lines in the sand. Executive Orders and threats of eliminating the Affordable Care Act, which by the way is an Oxymoron, for at least 51 times. It doesn't seem possible in legislative terms, but yeah, let's take it to the Supreme Court, which by the way is dominated by the Wings of the Conservative Angels of Mercy. Meaning, I suppose, even if a bill came to the Senate and got passed, the President could yield the sword of the Veto, which it seems in Layman terms, he has only used twice.
There are reasons, if only in my mind, to deal with immigration in a different light. Why not, for a country sort of based on Immigrants to allow those who have been here most of their lives, to become part of the solution. Give them driver's licenses, make them pay taxes, let them pay for registering their vehicles and carry car insurance and let them pay for their Healthcare Benefits. If they all joined in the pool then maybe we wouldn't have to have the government subsidize their healthcare. Other global partners agree to pay more in taxes to deal with this, since it seems to actually go to provide medical care rather than find some antiquated rabbit hole and disappear.
We used to be proud to be American, because we created generally, progress for the populations of the conglomeration of individual states, thus creating a Union. We developed infrastructures for whatever, products that were functional as well as decorative. Now our infrastructures are modes of profit making institutions. Whether it is Healthcare, Prison systems, laws that promote Nepotism, the mass production of processed foods and products that are labeled GMO, which do so many myriad problems associated with it's existence.
Instead of doing procreation with new ideas, we linger in our mindset to continue the ways of the Internal Combustion Engine, trust our health to Drug Companies rather than the harmonious music that our bodies play for us to keep us in shape. It's not just the side effects of these two killers, but the idea that diet and exercise to cure the body's traumas, and treating Mother Nature with respect, instead of making her swallow our preoccupation with Self, rather than having this insane idea that we are at the top of the food chain wouldn't have some lasting effect on whether our species would go the way of the Dinosaur or not.
Make the delineation between laws against something, and making laws that are for something. Making natural organic compounds, rather than bastardizing synthetic constituents of Mother Nature's plans for sharing wisdom that all other of the creatures on this planet, would seem to begin the ideas that represent part of the solutions and bargain us into reconciliation. If there were cash crops out there which would contribute to the tax base, which it seems we are addicted to, to provide some alleviation to our mindset of existing problems to solve in a germane way, then as the Beatles once extorted us to do in lyrical ways..." LET IT BE...take a sad song and make it better....!!!! Hey Jude, What????
So instead of going down that same path, and being taking upstairs for a "RIDE", take a load off FANNY, and, and, and you take the LOAD off me. Me and Bobby McGee. Good God Ya'll, what is this stuff good for...? Absolutely nothing. So please before you go and Pray for Sanity, and absolution, for yourself, remember everyone else is in on this " Welcome to the Jungle..." attitude and we are all in this together, and we can put the Jigsaw puzzle together if we get off this kick of Dilettantism, and move toward ascension of the soul's linear projections and become aware, as I have lamented many times in these predilections, that for every action there is a reaction, and the outcomes are exactly what they are supposed to be, meaning no more "Why Me" moments and accepting the good and the bad consequences to those actions and use them not only as lessons to be learned, but signposts for reasons for us to remember what we are supposed to remember as we Hop, Skip and Jump through what we know as Individual Reality. Though we are all connected all the time, we also have that consciousness that we are alone. There is a long, long way to Go, before I sleep...I suppose....LOL, LOL, LOL, giggling all the way, Home.
Saturday, November 1, 2014
Intuitive Meanderings
When Mary comes along and when Briar Rabbit goes hopping down the Bunnie Trail I always wonder about the intuitive sides of individual prognostication. Does it prolong the suffocation by being caustic with rhetoric or delineating obfuscation with sarcasm.
We all breathe in the same air, except I suppose Beijing which has way too many dots over the J and the I's. We can all close our eyes to the efforts to become the most polluted city when they give everyone the week off, including the major industries when the world comes to celebrate whatever it is about Humankind that we glorify.
I seem to remember when more than one person is in the room there becomes coincidentally the start of the theater of the absurd. There is no poverty in the sports world, yet plenty of ambivalence to the characters embedded in the explanations of it's caricatures.
Where did I hear that violence begets violence. Really? Or can it also beget stupidity. Do we need to heed the queries coming from the mouth of Babes, not just the newborns but the gender?
If in your wildest dreams you think stay at home mothers can't quantify a quality education and provide the same inquisitive nature of her children as the public school system, or you can't imagine that a woman and her doctor can come to an answer on their combined healthcare solutions to their understanding of the situations they find themselves in, or that a democratic institutional government based on putting a value on an individual's importance on the right to vote by making it more difficult for certain demographics to exercise that vote, than it is time you wait for Mary to swing by and take that hop down that Bunny Trail.
We can create all the hullabaloo we want by spending all our energy in electing officials to our government who plan to make a career out of harsh rhetoric about their fellow employees, instead of volunteering to make their communities better off for a short period of time before going back to their regular or for that matter real lives, or blowing out of perspective or proportions any given crisis to create fear and anxiety to mask the irresponsibility for not solving the situation before it becomes an epidemic of a any particular consequence and yet we also have the same set of intuitive meanderings in our infinite geometric thought patterns to entertain ourselves with the wonders of moving on to bigger and better consequential smatterings.
How many more times to I have to say like my good friend Paul from Montana and beyond, "think about it ", but not too long in order not to put you in a stupor, that we as Homo Sapiens are not at the top of the food chain, we share our consciousness with all of the things we conjure up through our own individual limited belief systems, that basically we all are more similar than we are different and all of history is happening at the same time, just being displayed in different ways, like our palates when we eat or an artist's interpretation of the same dynamic and the answer to that query is best put as when a parent asks a child how many more times do I have to tell you this before it completes the circle and the " Child " answers at least " Once " more....
I Bid all of you who have followed this inane bouncing ball a wonderful day, a fabulous evening and here's hoping that the rest of your life goes as smoothly as a newborn baby's bottom.
We all breathe in the same air, except I suppose Beijing which has way too many dots over the J and the I's. We can all close our eyes to the efforts to become the most polluted city when they give everyone the week off, including the major industries when the world comes to celebrate whatever it is about Humankind that we glorify.
I seem to remember when more than one person is in the room there becomes coincidentally the start of the theater of the absurd. There is no poverty in the sports world, yet plenty of ambivalence to the characters embedded in the explanations of it's caricatures.
Where did I hear that violence begets violence. Really? Or can it also beget stupidity. Do we need to heed the queries coming from the mouth of Babes, not just the newborns but the gender?
If in your wildest dreams you think stay at home mothers can't quantify a quality education and provide the same inquisitive nature of her children as the public school system, or you can't imagine that a woman and her doctor can come to an answer on their combined healthcare solutions to their understanding of the situations they find themselves in, or that a democratic institutional government based on putting a value on an individual's importance on the right to vote by making it more difficult for certain demographics to exercise that vote, than it is time you wait for Mary to swing by and take that hop down that Bunny Trail.
We can create all the hullabaloo we want by spending all our energy in electing officials to our government who plan to make a career out of harsh rhetoric about their fellow employees, instead of volunteering to make their communities better off for a short period of time before going back to their regular or for that matter real lives, or blowing out of perspective or proportions any given crisis to create fear and anxiety to mask the irresponsibility for not solving the situation before it becomes an epidemic of a any particular consequence and yet we also have the same set of intuitive meanderings in our infinite geometric thought patterns to entertain ourselves with the wonders of moving on to bigger and better consequential smatterings.
How many more times to I have to say like my good friend Paul from Montana and beyond, "think about it ", but not too long in order not to put you in a stupor, that we as Homo Sapiens are not at the top of the food chain, we share our consciousness with all of the things we conjure up through our own individual limited belief systems, that basically we all are more similar than we are different and all of history is happening at the same time, just being displayed in different ways, like our palates when we eat or an artist's interpretation of the same dynamic and the answer to that query is best put as when a parent asks a child how many more times do I have to tell you this before it completes the circle and the " Child " answers at least " Once " more....
I Bid all of you who have followed this inane bouncing ball a wonderful day, a fabulous evening and here's hoping that the rest of your life goes as smoothly as a newborn baby's bottom.
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