Take a Little Trip with Me

There’s no easy way out!
C’mon take a little trip with me, walk hand in hand through the storm. Might as well,
your house is burning in the rain.
Will you figure it out? It’s what happens when I write and listen to music.

The Clash, Genesis, ELO, Bon Jove, Scorpion, Paul Mcartney, Queen, the Stones, Creedance, Skynard, Supertramp, BTO, The Who, Steppenwolf, Blue Oyster Cult, War, Fleetwood Mac, Fogerty, Zevon, Petty

C’moearsn, grab your rubbers, toss on your rain slick, and follow me as I slog through the storm. You might as well because there’s really no security setting around your warm, dry abode. You need to come with, get wet, live a little. After all, who are you? Wouldn’t you like to know! Aww, now it’s thundering and we’re late for the light show, c’mon, get with it, you’re late. Late I say. You were born to be wild, to run with the wolfs, to surf the solar winds and you still haven’t got you galoshes on, what’s up with that, natures child? Awww man, you’re never gonna see the morning, see the light and I can’t let that ride, my friend. I love ya too much for that so I’m going to do something I should have done a long time ago. I get it you’re content with getting up and taking the 8.15 to the city, taking care of business but man, that can’t be all that fulfilling, there’s more to life than being productive. Why, because I can, cuz that’s what I do, and when I’m done you’re going to be taking the long way home, old man. All I asked is that you spend a few minutes with an old friend and weather a little storm, and live a little. Your choice was not to do so and I’m fine with that but every choice has consequences and you are not going to like what I offer up. So, before I leave tomorrow, I promise you’ll be remembering me and you might want to be looking for a hotel somewhere out California way. And the thing is, really, the thing is, after I burn you house down and wake you up, we’ll be better friends, you’ll be much happier. I don’t expect you to trust me on that because you wouldn’t even trust me enough to walk through the storm. Now I know you can change your face, change you name, thinking it’ll all be the same, you just won’t be able to hide, will ya cowboy?  I’m not buying that ‘you’ll be true’ crap any more, cuz you just leave me blue and ya know I love you, love the way you walk, love the way ya talk. It’s all funky shit babe, funky music, but that don’t change the show because I still have to rewrite the play, from start to finish. Yea, crazy business, walking in central park under the moonlight, but you have to do it every once in a while for no other reason than to remember who you were is responsible for who you are. Yea, didn’t know that did you? That’s why you’ve got blood on your face, why you’re a disgrace and that’s why you’re going to get rocked, ya got too damn big for your britches, and yep, it has everything to do with love, know what I mean? Don’t even start that fight cuz you know I’m a power load, totally t an t, babe, and if you insist, here I am, like a hurricane, ever see fire in a wind? Think I’m going to let you live while I wither and die, it better matter to ya, cuz I do my damn job well and that’s to open your eyes to the possibility that there’s more than what you can even imagine. Sorry that ya thought all was going all right, that  I’m telling you now black is white and white is black and that you can leave but I won’t let you go. Just so you know, evil woman, you have no one else to blame so get your face on the very next train, I hear you crying, scared and all alone, and you don’t have long…, So should I say or should I go? Yep, I get that you want your freedom, but thunder only happens when it’s raining babe so here I go again and there’s a bad moon a rising, so I hope ya got it all together, because you’re in for nasty weather, like a frigging chinese werewolf reading a menu in the rain, a-hoooooooooooo… Sorry babe, gotta stand my ground, can’t back down, there ain’t no way out.

There’s no easy way out!

We the People

We the people.

Not, We the white, the Christian, the Democrat or Republican.

Not We, the rich. We the men, the educated.

Not We, the natural born citizens.

Simply We the People!

We the people of the United States.

There may be many interpretations of our Constitution, but there is one indomitable fact that can not be disputed, or interpreted differently. We are a nation of people! No matter your social status, your religion, your sexual preference, skin color, cultural heritage, or belief set, you are due the same rights as your neighbor, as every other American citizen.

Any intentional act of our Government to deny one American citizen the rights, that another citizen possesses, is traitorous to our way of life, to our founding fathers, to our Constitution. Any intentional act to court disharmony among the American people, to divide the American people, is Traitorous.

Our founding fathers created a Government of people, by the people, for all the people. A new, fragile concept in the annuals of humanity. A grand experiment that many have sought to subvert, for their own profit, their own ego, their own greed. The American people have stood the trials of such men, of petty men who believe their power, their beliefs, outweigh the concept of a Government of, by, and for the people. The American people have stood against foreign governments seeking to destroy us, and from own own, seeking to impose their will upon us.

We are not a perfect nation. We have treated many, less than others, even less then human, and there are those Americans who find no fault in doing so. That belief, blinds the New Colossus, bringing Liberty to her knees, and is nothing less than a perversion of our Constitution. A perversion used to justify that one has rights, and another does not.

Our Government is not sold to the highest bidder, the rich, the powerful.

Our Government is a nation of people. Not Democrats or Republicans.

We are a nation of people.

Not a righteous people, not a god inspired people, not a religious people, not even a well educated people, or even an exceptional people. We are a flawed people. Out of many, we are one. One striving to find something better for all, a place for all to call home, with equal protection, with equal rights, for all people.

We strive to move forward, we try to be better. Sometimes we fail, and the world laughs.

But it is to America the world has come to watch, for in our Constitution, there is something for all humanity.

We the people.

 

 

 

Inconsquential

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What you believe
What you think
What you know

Unless you’ve happened
Along some great truth
You’d care to share

I’ll share

Chances are
you’re wrong

Never listened
Never learned
All you got
Is what you’ve

been told.

Parents, Friends
Relatives, Politicians
God

All profound truths

That pale in comparison
to thought, to knowledge
to action, to compassion
to Experience.

Truth from someone
who has never ventured
from their safety
from their warmth
from their family

yet in their world
They know the world
as it is.

Their truth.

Inconsequential.

It is that Simple.

I am a Liberal.

I am a progressive liberal.

I am this thing that many people hate. I don’t understand that hate. Don’t understand the mistrust.

I believe a human of a different color than I, has the right to respect and dignity. There are those who do not believe that. It is that simple.

I believe in a better world, not perfect, but better. There are those who say that is a nonsensical dream. I say they are afraid to do the hard work to make our world better. It is that simple.

I believe in equality, free speech and the right to be treated with dignity and respect. There are those who deny this belief. It is that simple.

I believe I am a caretaker, who in my lifetime owe my children, and my grandchildren a green earth, clean air, and pure streams for their children’s children to play in. There are those who would trade our pure waters for greed, and power. It is that simple.

I believe in God. My god! I cannot speak to your God, I cannot deny him, nor speak of his existence or of his teachings. There are those who are offended by my God because I do not worship in their house. It is that simple.

I believe in the right to bear arms. I also believe there are those who have forfeited their right to bear those arms, that there are those who would do immense harm with their weapon. There are many who believe that harm is an acceptable risk, it is that simple.

I believe in honest dollar for an honest job done. A dollar that can buy a loaf of bread, that can be invested, can be saved, can be multiplied. There are those who seek my dollar, who at every turn believe they have a right to it. They do not. It is that simple.

I believe in diversity of culture, and race, because the human race is diverse, it is who we are as a species. There are those who deny humanity, and believe other humans are less than they. It is that simple.

I believe I have more in common with those who disagree with me, than not. I believe there are those who would separate your words from mine, and turn my words against you. It is that simple.

I believe in life. Not war, not abortion, not murder, not capital punishment. I understand that choices must be made, for a variety of reasons to end a life. I believe in those choices, your choices, our choices. I believe those choices always come with a cost, a personal cost to both an individual and to a Nation. There are those who use life as nothing more than a dividing line, a line to corruption, greed and power. It is that simple.

I believe in education, in science, in facts. I admit I do not know many things, but I do know humans hunger to better themselves, hunger for a better life for their children. There are those who would keep us fed in order to retain their power over us. It is that simple.

I believe I have an obligation to my fellow human, to feed the hungry, comfort the sick, console those who are in need, and to fight for their right to dignity.

I won’t apologize.

It’s that simple.

Hate

Hathatee!

There isn’t a more divisive, more fearsome word in all of our language.

There are those, who at their very core, their most
malignant essence of being, are hateful, hurtful people. Being political, be it liberal or conservative, is a cover for their hate, a cover for who they are as people. Some people, too many people just hate everything.

Their was a time when I believed that hate resulted from fear, from a lack of education or perhaps attributable to lack of experience, environment or upbringing. I no longer believe none of that. Now I believe hate derives from hating ones self with such vigor, that there is no happiness to be found except in exporting that hate to others, friends, families and yes, strangers. To do as much damage as they can with their words or actions gives pleasure, and validates their own, miserable, pitiful existence. Listen carefully, observe their behavior, you will find no words of encouragement, no sensible answer of compromise or compassion. Watch their behavior, their actions are self gratifying, toward their personal agenda, toward their  gnarled and twisted spiritual path. They will not help you without benefit.hate promo

We will never admit it here in America, but we have become that very thing we detest. A nation of haters. Hate has become a commodity to be valued and sold, a marketing strategy used to ply ones opinions against another for the entertainment of the American populace. Indeed, an entire vibrant industry has grown to spew not only hate, but the propagation of hate.

To call the likes of Limbaugh, Beck, Hannity, Ingraham, Savage and many other personalities, Republican, Conservative or even political in their approach is disingenuous at best. Their words are seldom true, usually void of fact and aimed squarely at the propagation of hate. They want you to hate, what they hate! They all have made vast sums of money in the hate they manage to spew, eviscerating people and policies on a daily basis. They care little for the damage they do, little for their path of destruction, and with each hateful moment, they smile in the knowledge of their success because this is who they are. Hateful people. Hateful people who are articulate and passionate, and have been given a voice to further a cause that has everything to do with hate and little to do with fact, much less reality.

The damage they have done is inconceivable. We now live in a society where it is acceptable to voice our hate, and to act out on our hate. That fact is not only coherently visible in right wing discussions, but evident on Fox news as well. Clearly, an agenda is being pushed, and it isn’t political. As much as they all want you to believe their voice is based in the political process, it is not.

Their voice is toward the belittlement of others, and of hate.

They have made it OK to say, I hate you. They have made it ok to act out on that hate. As much as we want to deny it, blame it on mental illness or on a person being disfranchised, the truth is, Hate is marketed and sold like any other commodity. People have come to practice hate, in all its little manifestations, in all the screwey, acceptable little ways, to spread their own form of hate, because it’s now acceptable to do so. They have learned from the best.

I have seen it at work!