Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Deep Cutz State of the Union Part 5: ...a generation in the balance

"Fools" said I,"You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.

And whisper'd in the sounds of silence." (-simon & garfunkel)

"Things they do look awful c-c-cold
I hope I die before I get old
Why don't you all f-fade away
And don't try to dig what we all s-s-say
This is my generation, baby…" (-the who)

"Government is at best but an expedient; …The government itself, which is only the mode which the people have chosen to execute their will, is equally liable to be abused and perverted before the people can act through it. ...Governments show thus how successfully men can be imposed upon, even impose on themselves, for their own advantage. ...Must the citizen ever for a moment, or in the least degree, resign his conscience to the legislator? Why has every man a conscience then?

…it is not too soon for honest men to rebel and revolutionize…” – Thoreau

Deep Cutz State of the Union part 5:...closing argument/rant...a generation in the balance...

Mere days from the election.....(how is voting for Obama a revolution? It is not, by a long-shot..., it is, however, undeniably of dire necessity that McCain is defeated)

The whole world is a merely god damned television show that washes over us, failing to percolate our already burned out retinas, failing to put any fire into these glazed expressions, it’s all white noise by now…we hear it all; secret prison camps, torture, Marshall law, civilian casualties, the patriot act, the greatest theft in human history, perpetual war that feeds the pockets of military contractors, perpetual sickness that feeds the pockets of big pharmaceutical co.’s, perpetual reality television shows that continue to numb any resistance we might be able to otherwise conjure…thus feeding the pockets of the illusory power clout held by the government.

Son of a bitch, why am I stuck down here on this rock with all these crazy complacent television watchers?

There’s nothing left, no vigor, no protest, no one seems upset, no one seems to care…

I’ve already said what I need to say – at least it feels like it…I feel drained, broken (almost,) fallen out of some mad grip that I’d been locked into all year long, leading up to this election, through the primaries in the daily nauseating mind tenderizing swirl of pointless analysis and droning paralysis and everything else like our roads and the spirit of our communities crumbling to hell and on and on and god damn it…I’ve got nothing left…

McCain could potentially be the (true) great villain of my life…the old, white, pudgy, rich pre-baby-boom Pensacola playboy from a lineage of greatness whose failed upwards to a seat of power…here to squelch my one last chance to see something close to progress. Yes, THE villain, more so than Bush, perhaps, because he will have killed...pulling the trigger for the final bullet into the head of my the last shreds of hope that I have (admittedly, irrationally) pinned upon this
one politician… Is this foolishness?

Questions…I’m sick of all these questions…but I keep coming back to a few. The cliché that I’ve been repeating is: that “hope” is all I have left…is it? I may be stumbling into existentialism, which I know might be unwise to embrace too fully, but for some reason I can’t resist…let the hammer fall already…I hate this limbo-shackling to glowing boxes and cell phones and clocking into work and stopping at red lights and microwaving dinner…it doesn’t mean anything to me anymore…

Just assure me…that hope isn’t foolish…

(Because)…uncertainty reigns…What will actually change?

We’ve been motivated by fear ever since Bush tried to reinstate it through his arrogated dictatorship in the post-9/11 days…so, this time, be inspired by the fear of (once again,) annihilation, but this time…an annihilation coming from within…be inspired to survive. I may be doting on existentialism, and questioning existence…but if McCain wins…then fuck existence!

No question about that…

– especially with all of the
bickering and in-fighting amongst the Republican Party and the McCain ticket recently…they are looking as erratic and risky as ever…this has to rank as one of the weakest tickets in the history of the party, for a presidential election…if you elect a 72-year-old cancer survivor (with the potential of melanoma returning) and a conniving, hypocritical airhead with a thin record of political experience (not to mention the fact that she just had a kid…and one would expect her to be needing to take care of it…)…if that happens…then there would be no other excuse, I am sorry, no – other – excuse, other than to have that victory have been motivated by racial prejudice.

This is the great social precipice of our age…and for many people like me, my age, having seen all we’ve seen and knowing what kind of shitty debt ridden, jobless life lies ahead for us…we are holding our breath to see whether or not we renounce all hope for the human race. That’s right. Complete renouncement. It would be a dirty, ugly, ravenous drudging up of the most evil histories…if, what we take away from this election is that we are still hung up on race…after how far we have come…socially, scientifically, reasonably…

What it really comes down to – is a whole generation hanging in the balance. Babyboomers, (and even some over-40-Gen-X’ers), listen…you’re lucky our crowd even lasted through a second Bush term…but if this burning wobbly-wheel escalade of a culture we live in…blitzing down the highway with no one at the wheel (as Drew Bardo’s apt metaphor still stands) makes just one more wrong turn…then you will lose us….

Us, whom you have so brazenly taken for granted...
You will lose US…to complete, utter apathy…we will NOT accept the responsibilities you have shackled us with, we will not work to pay back your debts, we will not work to preserve the environment that you FAILED so negligently to care for through the 1960s and 70s…we will not give you grandchildren, we will not continue to be the backbone of society through the shitty toilet cleaning, floor sweeping, fast food serving, order taking jobs we hold (some of us, with college degrees (rendered useless by your upside down world) that we are still paying back)

You will lose the backbone of society…

We need a president for US…because it is OUR time and OUR turn to take the reigns. We’ve got a lot of cleaning up to do…and we will not be inspired by yet another old white rich war-ready candidate who knows nothing of our unique experience…

We are the computer generation, yes, regrettably, and the television generation…but we are the technology generation…the green energy generation…the color-blind generation…

We must come alive

Vote on November 4th…if you’re feeling existential, if you’re “unsure,” if you’re a middle of the road republican…whoever whatever…just vote…And listen to reason. We must come together.

Goodbye Cruel World - by Jane Smiley

"Most of my friends see the coming election as the most important we have known. The right wing has damaged our country, our livelihoods, our national honor, and our planet, but not yet fatally. If McCain gets elected, that could change."


More reading:

How Much Damage Has Eight Years of Conservative Rule Done to Americans' Psyches?

5 Reasons Why Wall Street's Bailout Won't Work

NY Times....for President


We're all in this together....

(why am I so angry?)

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