I’m sorry, but, I’ve grown weary with this entire process. IMHO, if everyone stayed home on “vote” day ~ EVERYONE, if not one soul voted, would they still have a tally at the end of the day and a loser and a winner? EVEN if NO ONE voted? Because the fix is in? The vote is bogus? The choice is rigged? There really is no freedom to run for President of the USA, is there? The likely best man for the job travels with his book, the next best man for the job gets nominated for Attorney General (where he gets to stand on his laurels, morals & principles for a period of time before being muscled into the rank ranks of the rancorous ilk)? Are we democracy? Wasn’t it a perfect union? Those words spoken during the Super Bowl coverage…not immaculate? Is it all just a ruse? Is our Chain of Command on the take? Do we live? The jury is out, IMHO. Looks to be a fuckstick in motion. & everybody, …all my fellow citizens seem to be just peachy with that…just as long as they can haggle over “my guy” or “my brother” or “my gal”. Even the so-called-well-informed: they toot their horns for one candidate, then that candidate slips through the cracks, so they toot their horn for the next best in their eyes, then that candidate slips quietly through the cracks, …so they hire on with the next most feasible to suit their angle on the repug/demog process. These alleged hip & vanguard American intellects…pup…like puppets on strings…pup…pup…pup. Is it a false hope to think this will turn out good for anyone but the upper 1% and some of the upper 2%; the crown jewels in formation? Are we really going to end this thing as indentured servants chained to the post? Grapes of wrath? Soylent Green? WE had us a planet of earth, air, land, trees, salt and clear water, wonder, inspiration, work & leisure, perfection and miracles, …and we’ve pissed it away on sovereigns to the little tin god & palaces amidst the multitude of sheds? So fuck it? Pick a team and rah-rah-sis-boom-bahhhhhhhhghghghh. Oh, say, can you see…. There is such perfection in earth & people: flaws that bind and perfections that inspire, but subdued by a mountain of shit? …All to have been pissed away? What a waste. I’m so glad my dad is dead; his illusions intact. As a Korean War Veteran he deserved at least that.
We let you down dad.
