Draft from 02/04/2014
I'm all for happiness and hope and positivity and tango and football and elephants and cute kitty cats and lions and dachshunds who are BFF's. But at some point we're going to have to wake up, get off our collective asses, stand up, walk or drive or bike or mass-transit our collective asses somewhere, and actually start to DO SOMETHING about the raft of really pretty major fucking issues that face humanity across the board and across the planet. We will have to put our cushy-ass comfortable lives at risk, or at least our "way" of life.
I suggest en-masse demonstrations as a first step. Non-violent of course. Millions upon millions of unhappy folk in the streets, day after day, week after week have a way of getting the attention of the onion-eyed miscreant politicians and puppet-masters. An added benefit of this action is that we'll be able to finally determine if all the "conspiracy theory" stories about the militarization of the U.S. police forces, FEMA detention camps, millions of stockpiled black plastic coffins, indefinite detention of U.S. citizens, etc.
Of course, I'm only joking and dreaming, because we all know this will never happen. We will continue to look the other way and to fuck it all up until it's too late. It will be ugly and painful and extremely uncomfortable at that point.
No, I take that back. The first step is to dream a new dream. The American Bad Dream ain't cuttin' it anymore, y'all. Something viable in the long term aka sustainable, something healthy and good and just and right. Something that doesn't commodify human beings and the human experience/life. Something that doesn't rape our Mother Earth, despoil the very source of our sustenance/life force. Something difficult and uncomfortable to figure out how the fuck to do it and how the fuck to do it right. Do the right thing and do the thing right as I always like to say.
Have a good day, y'all. Be careful out there. It's raining again.