I’m tired of the madness. Too much anger, too much fear floating around in the zeitgeist. Not to mention smoke. We have clear skies here in the Willamette Valley. Lucky us. Not so in other parts of the world. It’s beyond lunacy to think that smoke stops at political borders. Kind of like you can turn on a faucet and let water flow from Oregon to California. It’s a special kind of purposeful hatred and lust for wealth and power that allows such delusions to propagate and spread like a plague of explosive diarrhea.
My life here is idyllic compared to what some people are experiencing in other parts of the world. It’s beyond description how messed up things are. My brain is locked in an endless loop of WTF. What seems so obvious to me some people would kill me for. Now there’s a sentence for you.
I’m past apologizing for being American. Embarassment and humiation are mere specks in the rearview mirror. I drove my metaphorical car off a cliff and now I’m neck deep in despair, sinking like the rock I’ve been trying to drop for thirty years.
It’s time to make amends for our oppressive violent destructive self-centered oligarchical fascist behavior. Sooner or later, we are going to have to pay up. A couple collapsed skyscrapers might not be enough. I don’t want to see anyone suffer but collectively we will have to pay that piper who keeps coming around with a baseball bat.
We get what we deserve.