Election Day - Judgment Day
Now Playing: Outlaw Country
Topic: Politics
Election day. That day of the election cycle, the day when the talking ends and the people decide. Usually I would be completely tired of listening and watching all of the political commercials which blanket the airwaves but these days I don't spend much time with the radio or tv on where those sorts of things could invade my space. Naw, not even a bother these days. But I am curious as to how things will finally play out, I'm expecting that the Republicans will lose the House of Representatives and possibly lose the Senate. And to my Republican way of thinking, this would be a good thing. Republican ideals and conservatism are ideals that have been coopted by the fat wallet types, they, who have become adept at waving flags and citing patriotism and all the while selling out the ideals of conservatism to the business interests. The Rockafeller Republicans have become the evil empire and it's time to run them out of town and give the Constitution a rest from their backroom rape party. My state has a Amendment to deal with the Eminent Domain issue that was ripped from the Constitution by the Supremes, democracy turns it's slow eyes to problems that come up like this but only when given a chance, when the steamroller of what was becomes the fond recollections of those who long for the good old days when rules and laws could be successfully ignored. The good old days when that small group 'knew' better than anyone else and were able, flags a waving, to lead us over the cliff of fear and self loathing. That's where those people belong, off to the side moaning for the good old days. Because of course there are no real, actual 'good old days' to be had. Only foggy memories that conveniently ignor the parts of the reality they don't want to see or remember.
Yes indeed, time to throw the bums out. But of course, the bums are everywhere so there is no real throwing out of the bums. The new marching line of bums are there, locked shoulder to shoulder, and ready, flags awaving, to lead us over another cliff. Because we repress homosexuals and tell them they are evil for what they are born as, they often times become self loathing, gay preachers with lots of power and the ability to lead others out to rail against gays and other abominations of nature (forgetting or refusing to see that nature is what has brought us forth in our multitude and in our variety) and they prod voters to go out and legislate against partner rights and such. Or they become hidden Congressmen who never find their way to a mature age relationship and instead go after young men over whom they have power and advantage over. All needless mental illness because they were never allowed to be what they were in the first place.
Bums everywhere, smiling at us, often times two faced and with their own problems seething and bubbling underneath. I see the hypocrite preacher and I'm reminded of how everyone, really everyone, finally gets what's coming to them. Karma, whatever you might want to call it is there in play and it's blindingly obvious that a great swing of the bat is coming their way if you've been a monsterous hypocrite or if you've hurt other people in your life. Like the preacher, like the politician, you can be sitting there smug in your opinion of yourself and telling yourself that you've done well but be aware that someone somewhere or a lot of someone's somewhere who don't share your opinion will direct their wrath at you and eventually the worm will turn on you. Be surprised, be shocked, but know it'll eventually come your way.
There is that show I've never watched, some fellow named Earl who wins a lottery and goes about trying to make amends for every person he's wronged in his life. A good concept, like one idea we've all had in your lives, about making amends for things we've done wrong. Few actually get around to it, they are busy one day after another, living their lives, thinking about it, when they think about it at all, in passing. Perhaps for a brief moment in church listening about forgiveness and reaching out but then dismissing the thought as the collection plate came your way. After all, like Mark Foley, or the Rev Haggard, nobody knows and nobody will know, the future seems much like the days before and there is no real reason to actually do anything. Until that last moment when all other possibilities are gone and there is only that Karma debt to be paid. Like most everybody, the moment will come, realization will come, but it will be too late to do anything to make your amends, to come clean, to follow a path of the better person you wish you were. Ah indeed.
Posted by gilbert davis
at 2:34 PM EST