I’ve written optimistic posts as much as I can. In many of the last few weeks months years it has been a struggle. Each time some new shitstorm arrives, the odds are a little less in our favor. The shitstorms are invented and they’re designed to keep us constantly on edge. The struggle takes the wind out of my sails. I try to write about squirrels and decide it’s just pissing into the wind. None of us is immune.
I want to smile. To embrace the suck. I don’t quit easily. I’ll grin right in the face of Satan and I swear I’ve done it. You probably have too. But it’s unwise to cross the line from healthy outlook to deluded.
We really are fucked. We have been fucked. We are likely to be fucked again. We get fucked every step of the way. Merely getting out of bed and trying to keep the lights on sets us up to be fucked over and over. The assholes who’ve never built a damn thing sure enjoy breaking civilization. That’s how we wind wind up fucked. They’ve been on a tear for most of my life and they’ll happily fling everything onto the ground. In so many places they’ve had their way until everyone is starving in mud huts. Even when they’re starving in the dark, they’ll just blame someone else. That rich bastard who grew two turnips when he only needs one. Burn the witch.
This has happened before. Fall of Rome, The Great War and then a Sequel just for fun. Imagine that. They had the “war to end all wars” and decided it was so fun they’d do it a second time. Big evil and small. The spectrum from cretin to douchebag. Stalin, Pol Pot, Venezuela, Cuba, Detroit, that bitch at the HOA.
Some men work hard to create a good life. More work hard to create hell on earth for man. One day you’re living in a warm climate awash in natural resources. You’re getting rich on oil exports and might buy a new Volvo. Then BAM… it’s over. One election. One step too far left. You’re hunkered down and wishing you’d been the clever gent who first thought of eating the giraffe at the zoo. Instead you’re the second and the question is if you’ll get knifed waiting in the food line. (Venezuela, look it up.)
It sucks. No point in pretending otherwise. The weak would tear you down so that they’d feel taller.
They did it.
It really happened.
There really was a huge, pervasive, targeted, and effective cheat. It’s true that the contested State legislatures have done absolutely the very least possible to stand up for fair elections. It’s true that State judges have done absolutely the least they can possibly do to defend the rule of law. It’s true that the Supreme Court has been a ridiculous pile of squish… failing to defend even the shadow of a hint of the Constitution; rewriting Obamacare as needed and basking in penumbras the rest of the time. It’s absolutely true that if this thing gets as far as congress… some fucking pussy of the party of R will sell us out the minute they get a chance. They’ll fuck us up every inch of every road.
The word for this is coup. Some coups involve battleships, some use assassins, others involve computers. We didn’t start this mess. We just voted. The problem was created and dropped on our head. Those smirking assholes have no idea the cliff they’ve pushed us ALL over! (Yes, them too.)
It’s true that the media hasn’t said an honest thing in so long I can’t remember. There is no “news”. It is all propaganda; lock, stock, and barrel. At this point, even a weather report is questionable. I just want to know if I need to wear a hat. Are they honestly reporting the upcoming storm or is this another chance to hype a panic? Is it really record heat or are they flogging global warming?
It’s also true that our circle of freedom recedes. Phones spy on us. That used to be a conspiracy theory, now it’s a fact we accept.
Society is now a cage. In work you much genuflect left. In school, students must genuflect left. In any organization anywhere you must genuflect left.
Karens skulk about looking for imagined infractions of their unwritten laws. As soon as you accept one set of laws… they’ll turn the screws harder and make up new laws.
It’s true that every TV show is propaganda and every movie has a “message”. There will never again be a story that lacks a gay sidekick, a 90 pound girlpower wonder taking out six linebackers in hand to hand combat, all liberty seen with suspicion, and every rural resident invariably portrayed as a racist idiot rube.
What have we won? Aside from 2016? Not much.
Given Trump’s been in power since 2016… how much power did he really have? Russia, Russia, Russia, Nothingburger. Was Trump a temporary speedbump and nothing more?
When I started this blog I bitched about the Federal Debt. Midway through the Obama years I stopped. It’s simply mathematically impossible to resolve in any way other than collapse. Me bitching about it would be pointless now. The debt situation has sailed. Whatever is going to happen will happen. We all know that.
But…
It is better to light a candle than curse the darkness.
I light the candle, when I can. Maybe it helps. Maybe I’m blowing smoke up my own ass.
Who could know?
I’d really like to kick that football if I had the chance. But here’s the interesting part. Charlie Brown was the hero. He was the best of them all. Lucy was just a one dimensional bitch. A future Karen who’ll die alone in a condominium full of cats. Charlie was the guy we cared about.
Charlie was the hero. But he was also a bit of a dumbass. Am I hero or a dumbass? Maybe both. I wish I could find that poor boy and buy him a kicking tee.