Walking dead... The remix.

[BeTheChange]

Im listening to Senator Robert Byrd and crying. Im crying because suddenly, it all seems like so much.

I watched our representatives in a basement today, challenging an Emperor. Beautiful faces pleading with us, the American people to do something. To take note that they were in a basement, to take note that they were trying, but they needed us. I read a story about the look on the face of a Marine who had killed a 3 year old Iraqi boy. I worried for the earth that trembles under the feet of my loved ones. I listened to the story of a mother who will never see her son again and a family whose child hung himself with a garden hose, rather then go back to fight in a war that is unjust,inhumane and unnessecary.

I don't know most of these people. But I know we all have the same problems. Some may say I'm melodramatic, but the world is changing in a way that I cannot concieve. I don't think that even the most "informed" truly see it.

I resist the urge to go to a doctor and get my daily dose of numbness in a tricyclic antidepressant. I resist the urge to run screaming down the middle of the road. I resist the urge to do much of anything but sit here and wait. I protest when it's convienent. I buy local and green. I drive a fuel efficient car and don't consume everything I can afford. I don't do nearly enough.

I'm sure it's a copout, but I don't do nearly enough because I honestly don't think I can take knowing that I did everything I could and it didn't make a damn bit of difference. Weakness, I know. Sorry excuses, I know. I'm ashamed to say it. I think that is what keeps alot of us here, behind a computer terminal lapping up the morsels of the small successess of others and patting ourselves on the back during their setbacks.. because, of course we could have told them it would end like that.

When you shut yourself in behind a screen it's easy to think that the pendulum swings way more towards evil then it does towards good. And in this disconnected society, it's easy to feel like some insignificant spec of digital dust, floating around in a nebulous unreality. I don't know if this is healthy. But, I don't know how much of a choice we have about our collective mental health anymore. Maybe that's why Leary said, Tune in, turn on and drop out. Wait, that was Cointel Pro, right?

I think what I'm looking for is greatness. A voice I can get behind.. someone that inspires me. I'm not trying to pish pash the voices out there. I commend them, but I haven't found one that I can share. Where is Abbie? Where is the HST of today? Where is the wild reckless, loud booming voice, the Son or Daughter of Whitman, Thoreau, Jefferson, MLK, Ossie Smith...Why are we so fucking sedated? Why are they so good at keeping us under control? Why can't I break out of this cube and help build cubes of steel around the criminals who have stolen our national identity?

What is the breaking point for you? I'm finding mine. I'm developing my plan. I'm getting ready for a revolution. Because this isn't living.. fuck, it isn't even existing. Half of us, are already dead. There is nothing left to lose.

[LSparkle]

1. Food for thought

I have to agree, sadly, with your last paragraph especially. I don't feel like I've really lived since 9/11 and I'm beginning to think that was no mistake ... I've been hypnotized and not in a good sense at all.

[Blue Belle]

2. Great Post.

I think my breaking point has passed. I'm ready to fight back... and I have. The thing is, the Republicans are hanging themselves and the public is starting to see it - despite our neutered media. Yes, things look bleak now... but they're getting better everyday. This is just the start of something big. I can feel it. :-)

[BeTheChange]

3. I hope so..

and maybe this is just a valve blowing, the pressure finally ebbing.

But for weeks, every night I hate to fall asleep because every dream is more horrible then the next.

I never, in my life, had woken up in a cold sweat, visions of the sky falling and the screams of the innocent.

Maybe you can only hold back your emotions for so long before the guilt of an entire nation catches up with you.

[Bluerthanblue]

4. helpless, helpless helpless.....

.... Neil Young sang that song to me at such a time as this....

what can we do????? Kill? to stop the killing? i'd sooner die, then become what i most detest about this culture- i have 2 children 21 and 11 who deserve so much better.... both boys...

i was young during vietnam.... but i can't help but hear the tv, or the radio say "5 more killed in Iraq today" as if it were no big shit-
just like in the late 60's early 70's....

Deja Vu..... but now, we have no 'counter-balance'- at least our fear of Russia, restrained this sick country abit- now we're headed to hell with no one to stop us, or check the momentum, and all the kings horses are lined up- the media, the patriot acts, the religous 'element' ... and for so many twisted minds- the pride, and fear, mixed together, which causes people to just 'go along' or not resist-

i don't know what to do- and THAT is killing me- i want to stop this- but nothing seems to work-

i understand your emotions. i understand your frustration.... i just don't know how to hold onto hope anymore.-

pretty bad, when i feel like it is the WORLD that's insane, and not me.