Archive for January, 2010

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all the kings men

January 22, 2010

Okay.  This is going to sound political, but I swear it’s not.  Well I’m at least not advocating for a one party over another.   Recently the supreme court made it legal for national campaigns to be funded by corporations as well as labor unions.  I could ramble on about the various motivations for this action for hours.  In the interest of time I’ll distill my rantings down to this.

We the people… are fucked.

If a politician has been purchased by a corporation or a union or any special interest for that matter it makes no difference whether they ride to washington on a donkey or an elephant.  They will not be concerned with the needs or desires of the people of this nation or even the concerns of their party.  Their only concern will be pleasing the pocket they live in.  This is not a victory for freedom of speech.  No matter what the law says Starbucks is not a person.  Wal-Mart is not a citizen.  Blackwater doesn’t have a social security number.  They DO NOT deserve the same rights as a human being.  The founding fathers of this nation never intended for gigantic corporations to run this country.

What the hell should we do?  Can we protest?  Can we revolt?  Can we convince everyone in America to vote against the most well-funded candidates?  I hope and pray.  I am calling on all of you, conservative, liberal, whatever, we have to fight this together.

“The world will know that free men stood against a tyrant, that few stood against many, and that by the time this war was over even a god-king could bleed.”- Leonidas

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parting clouds

January 20, 2010

Blah blah blah.  Insightful look on situation.  Blah blah blah.  A little heart-felt introspection.  Blah blah blah.  Jaded comment on politics.  Blah blah blah.  Token spiritual insight.   Blah.  Blah. Blah.

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less like a puzzle, more like a broken mirror

January 12, 2010

Sometimes you have everything in common with a human being and you still can’t stand to be around each other.   Occasionally you have relatively little in common with a dear loved one.  Most of the time you disagree about this and that yet you can tolerate human beings in small doses.  This would make sence if reality as we knew it was an accident.  Gases and dust and nebulas and shit colliding forming spheres dancing around a star like trailers in a tornado.  Chemicals reacting billions of times over until by chance creating the perfect environment for moss to grow on a rock.  Yeah chaos like that I understand.

A loving creator.  Purpose.  Meaning.  A story with a beginning and eventually and end?  Then why am I hated by those  who are indwelled by the same spirit as I am?  Why do I return their hate with hate?  Why do they hate the helpless?  Why do I hate the morally upright?

I know, I know, we have an enemy.  We’re all fallen, broken, dysfunctional.  That doesn’t offer any solace.  It seems more like an excuse than a reason.  I don’t think that the devil makes every douche bag in the world a douche bag.  It also seems like a broken person would just not work right.  A broken car won’t start.  A broken tv won’t show you a picture.  But a broken human hurts you?  No. A broken human isn’t able to talk, or is blind, or deaf, or mentally disabled.  Being broken doesn’t explain why people say horrible things to one another.  It doesn’t explain how a person can drive by a homeless man and hate him.  Not just apathy.  Hate.  They can feel like the homeless man is some how victimizing them.  If my microwave breaks it won’t cook food.  It’s not going to start lobbying against my demographic.  It won’t profess to love Jesus and then loath the vagrants who live the same lifestyle that Christ did.

Tom Waits says we’re all just monkeys with money and guns.  I think if we were on an evolutionary track we wouldn’t have either.

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