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The Most Powerful Weapon
It’s been a while since I’ve felt this angry and if you knew me, you’d know I don’t often get really pissed off about things…especially matters like political issues or social stuffs, more often than not, it’s not worth the emotional toll for me. I know, that might sound like a cop out. I don’t get pissed off about politics or stupid government positions or bloody agendas, its easy to misunderstand this as a cop-out. It isn’t. It’s a matter of self-preservation. You don’t know me, but if you did you’d know that for over 10 years I’ve been struggling to recover from a serious medical issue and I currently deal with PTSD/Anxiety disorders. I share this with you not because I’m looking for sympathy, I don’t need sympathy or compassion or any kind of support, I tell you this because it directly relates to this avoidance of certain issues is a matter of my wellbeing. I have triggers, things that set me off and make me lose control sometimes so I need to avoid putting myself into those kinds of situations. Politics is one arena where I am dancing on land mines, in many ways everything in our lives connects politically (even Love) so there are many things that have the potential to blow-up on me. My emotional explosions are not pretty fireworks, they’re more like watching a suicide bomber detonate in slow motion from close range; a gruesome, violent and bloody blast of a shattering psyche. It’s ugly, friend, it’s ugly and painful…for everyone. Rest assured, I’m not telling you this because I’m going to lose it either…I’m nowhere near losing it in that way, but I am reaching a boiling anger point which needs to somehow be released, I need to use a healthy method of venting this anger. This ever growing anger is the steam which fuels my engine of motivation, I blow it off with the most powerful weapon I possess…words.
In my heart I know I cannot remain silent. I speak my mind as best I can through venues like this blog and I consider many things very carefully from many angles to best understand any given issue. Fear is born in ignorance, the more one knows the better and knowledge is power, so I immerse myself as much as possible to best understand matters. I try to convey this information, I think if I can open a mind or two along the way, I am in fact doing something positive politically. I don’t like labels, I think cooperation works best and I practice tolerance and respect in every situation. I strive to be the calm of any given storm, I try to manage good balance daily and most folks seem to find me affable and non-threatening. I suppose that’s a good thing, at the least it works for me. I believe, even if you don’t know me, if you were to read the three other blog articles I’ve contributed here for ICA-04, you’d understand the truth in what I’m saying…I’m pretty much an easy going, middle of the road kind of guy who believes in the power of individuals working together resolves almost any issue. I don’t put a lot of stock in most of the politicos in the past few decades, I don’t think we’ve had a decent President since Kennedy or Eisenhower. I’m frustrated by the lack of integrity, accountability and transparency of government operations and I simply don’t trust the “official narratives” of the last so many administrations. There was a time perhaps when I felt we could count on the power of the press to help keep these bastards in line, yet again, especially over the last thirty years, that has eroded into a pissing match of what is “real news” and what is “fake news” but all I seem to see is “bad news” for everybody. This is why I can no longer remain silent, it’s got me steaming mad and I need to vent, so I’m writing about it now.
Give America The Bird!
The other day I was on one of my early morning walks. I stopped to sip some water and take in the sunrise kissed mountains when I saw a magnificent bird circling overhead. It’s mighty wings spread out as it effortlessly glided over the morning dew, it flew closer until landing to perch on a nearby tree where I could clearly see…it was an eagle. The American Eagle. If I were a romantic mystic I might imagine it was some kind of sign, but I’m more a pragmatic poetic so it was simply a metaphor to me. In America we have two “wings” of our political beast too, when those wings work together the mighty nation, like its grandiose American eagle, can soar so high as if to kiss the gentle grace of angels. Our political spectrum, if it were a mighty bird, has the left wing made with feathers of democrats and progressive liberals and the right wing feathered with republicans and traditional conservatives but it’s only been when both wings cooperatively work with each other that this big bird gets off the ground, out of the nest. If one wing is flapping harder than the other, it’s a tail spin into failure…just like a bird, it’s not a pretty sight to see a bird falling from the sky. The other morning, while I watching that Eagle perched on the not too distant branch, that’s what I started to think about…the wings of our nation are not working together and they haven’t for a long while. Perhaps that’s why it seems we’re not getting anywhere, nothing is getting resolved or not much being accomplished. We’re flapping our wings all wrong. The bird on the branch took one leap of faith and swooned across the valley and then skyward with the clouds, a slow motion symphony of nature. It occurred me that the bird uses more than just the left and right wings to fly. It uses those wide-fanning tail feathers, it uses those sleek feathers by that powerful beak to pierce the air and steer the trajectory, it spreads both it’s wings wide so that all the feathers on either wing have a part in lifting the bird on high. Flight happens with a plurality of feathers, not with the partisan flapping of just one wing or the other…yep, The United States has been flapping it’s wings all wrong.
Naturally while thinking about this bird I saw and how it was a metaphor for something larger in our nation, on my way home that morning I had to chuckle because it also occurred to me that I was considering a country full of people as a bird…and the other connotations of “the bird” analogy. Like many, many of us I was outraged by the events in Charlottesville and elsewhere in recent weeks and an image of those ignorant, detestable Alt-Right Nazi White Separatist throwing up the “Hitler Hail” first popped into my head. Then I thought about America, about how we defeated the Nazi bastards and I wondered what, if any, show of support do we as Americans often signal with a similar hand/arm gesture…and yep, you guessed it, we Americans love to flip me people off, don’t we? We give ‘em the bird, like a big old American Fuck You! I again chuckled only to choke on the joke of the moment because it’s really very sad, very discouraging. We don’t throw up the two fingered victory/peace sign, we don’t even raise our hands in glorious praise…we just flip them off, just give them the bird! Again, that’s shameful when you consider what odds are at stake for our country, for each other, for ourselves and our families. We should be working together, letting the pluralities of the feathers working together to lift our nation on high, to help us fly and soar above these problems and yet, we’re standing around flipping each other off like a nation of immature fools. Like The American Bald Eagle was 30 years ago, we’re doomed for extinction unless we grant ourselves an “endangered species” status and ban this hateful rhetoric from our discussions like DDT and hunting; if we don't I believe we’re doomed to dust bin of history too.
I’m An Old Nut-Job in The Sierra Foothills
In conclusion I suppose I’ve not offered very much in terms of solutions nor useful information, if that’s what you were looking for in this article, sorry to disappoint but this was about venting anger. I was a lot more pissed off when I started this article and although I don’t think I offered any relevant ideas…I do hope I’ve maybe sparked an imagination or two with my expression of anger. If there’s a message here, it’s the same one I always preach, we need to work together. The Left/Right dichotomy does not work on it’s own and we need more plurality, more feathers to make it fly.
President John F. Kennedy said it best when he said there is not a republican answer nor a democratic answer, just the right answer (…or something, I’ll find a meme to correct myself); the fact is we are way passed the point of it being a left/right solution, or the conservative/liberal agendas or the Democratic/Republican policies…because we’re tearing ourselves apart from the inside and little else will matter. Russia, North Korean, The Neo-Nazi movement, healthcare or climate change…none of that matters when we’re too busy giving each other the bird instead putting our feathers together to fly free and brave again.
Anyways, that’s what I think but I’m an old nut-job in the Sierra foothills so what do I know, yeah? What do you think, have you found this blatant hostility and anger having an impact on your life? Do you have an idea how to diffuse the situation? What do you do to deal with social anger or hate speech? I would love to hear from you, I could easily share it too if you wish…but we need to dialogue, we need to talk and discuss our options. We could do with some commentary, so please I encourage to make a comment if you’ve read this far…even if you’re just gonna give me the bird, I want to know!
Have Peace and Be Well,
29 August 2017