Start the Revolution Without Me (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The U.S. vs. John Lennon (soundtrack) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
In the midst of social media, I have found one redeeming quality; the right to be proven wrong.
There has been a growing long distance relationship between myself and a heterosexual male from Detroit…
This meeting of the minds happened over a year ago and I am grateful for the growth it has given me everyday of my ‘not always politically correct but trying’ life.
Who doesn’t love a verbal or written spar? I have always relished in it. And, for that matter, my upbringing has called for it and embraced it. Though often I hear these words, your mouth is always getting you in trouble.’
So be it. My buddy from Detroit miles and piles of shit in between our locales, is liberal, political, substantial and disabled! What a find! With very little encouragement on my part, D, as I will call him, will find the smallest hole in an argument and take it to the highest plateau…drop it and see what it hits on it’s way down.
Today and tonight our focus is on Too Much Government! Too Many Cooks stirring the Biochemical Pot, so to speak.
Perhaps, D is right, it isn’t that there is too much government but more along the lines of too much trash talk and not enough put your money where your mouth is.
Why dwell on our Dumbed Down Ambien’s of America‘s Upper Middle Class Wasteland?
Yet, spar with intellectuals who want to see change.
In a simpler manner and/or along the lines of a story I will explain exactly what I mean:
I had met Ambien/Annie Grace who could have be easily mistaken for a Brittany or a Katelyn or a Mercedes!
I had asked, ‘so you are voting for Obama, right?’
Response, ‘Nope, my Father Floyd says he wants to ruin Medicare and offer hand outs to the poor.’
Aghast I spoke with as even a tone as I could muster, ‘but you’re gay! How could you even remotely think of voting for someone who can’t stand the ground you walk on?’
Response from Dumbed Down Twenty-Something, ‘gee, I never thought of it that way. I don’t plan on getting married any time soon, though…if that means anything’
What is right? What is wrong?
If we don’t push our educated selves into seeing beyond the glass slipper we will fail to make any change. To educate via a high education is one thing. To acquire the necessary depth it takes to make ineffectual effectual actually requires the wanting to go beyond words and to search for their meaning.
Thank you, D, you are a delight in a world ashen and paled by devices devised to make us more convenient.
Shame on you parents, colleges, workplaces and a vast array of other Holier Than Thou Institutions for sending these kids out into the world with their thumb up their ass and their diploma a flag of still waters running not so deep.
English: Uncle Sam recruiting poster. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Jean Loring in Identity Crisis. Art by Rags Morales. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
English: Downtown, Concord, New Hampshire (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A diminutive awareness is a unsafe thing. Hmmm. Good point! So in other words, being completely obtuse is the way to go. Better to profess a complete lack of knowledge than better one’ self with information, data, poetry, books and what not.
If one were say, papered with a diploma that professes said person had actually risen to the task of adulthood. She received the B and the F and the A…however, did not internalize one sage word or one profound belief. Furthermore, it was encouraged of her to defraud the college system by refusing to give credence to a sexual assault. Later on down the line, that lack of even the tiniest awareness inbred and manifested into a rage on and about sexual deviation, porn, sex toys and violence in the bedroom.
Again, just the smallest bit of lighting at the end of an Ambien laced tunnel may have halted the assaults, perhaps, put a dent in college age binge drinking and shed some distance between raising a child in the turn of current events instead of forcing them to always look over their shoulder for events they had no control over.
Take this now ‘young adult’ pepper her with a bad work ethic, sexual harassment of her co-workers and ask her to defraud the government. I wonder what she would say?
“No, I think I should pose nude only if I’m paying taxes like everyone else!”
Nope, wrong answer…She will continue on her decadently sedated in psychotropic medications way. Her mother who holds her dear…So dear that there is a glimpse of incest without the sex. She will encourage her, only now, and after all these years, to get the Fuck Out of the House!.
With Mother Theresa‘s approval and disownment there is no choice for this childlike adult as there isn’t with many of her generation.
As she will tell you, ‘I don’t know how to live on my own!’
In walks Uncle Sam, AmeriCorps, VISTA, FEMA and out walks a glazed over version of the diminutively unaware America. She now is a paid volunteer, oxymoron! She is now on SNAP benefits. She now is fully covered medically by the U.S. government.
In return for these vast riches that many would give an arm and a child for, the Ambien Annie’s will return home with no badge of courage. They will have not attempted the slightest bit of awareness. For even a little is asking too much. They will invade my hometown, Concord New Hampshire. They will invade your hometown. They have done their duty. They will soon be the middle aged women that insist on making Pan Handling illegal due to the unsightliness of it all. They will work to free city parks and state lands of the homeless for it brings down the value of their fine town.
It all starts with one dose of learning a little wisdom which turns into absorbing a little understanding and in the end, with diminutive awareness there will be one less mistaken identity on the street.
In the U.S., the private sector and true volunteer organizations help people far more efficiently than would a government program and their attempt to teach the kid a new trick college graduate who use Mommy and Daddy like the two dollar whores they are.
So, I didn’t pay taxes. So, I worked under the table. So, I defrauded the small company I worked for above the table and encouraged employees to take their clothes off for my pursuit of happiness.
…this isn’t Beckett Couvillion…
stop, drop and strip..volunteer today!
Read the above slashing of Pain in the Ass Paid Volunteers. If all I did was strip down for a teacher at NHTI whilst Mum dearest a professor at UNH sat along side my not ‘dressing room’ so be it. It is obvious that is what poor rich could be mistaken for white trash, over educated and under peer pressure spoiled brats do. Just take a look at the state of FEMA and all the hits it’s taken.
By the time I’m done my not tour of duty, I will be not employed by the 14th largest corporation in America. AmeriCorps! Say, Hey, I got it made.
When I tell people that I’m VISTA, they get confused. Honestly, I don’t blame them. I’ve been an AmeriCorps VISTA for about four months now and I still have no idea what the hell what is it and what I’m supposed to be doing. Instead of repeating the VISTA history and its mission and blah blah blah of the organization (you can Google it all), I’ll tell you what I know and how I got to where I am.
So, again, I ask, is the US Government encouraging their employees to work under the table?
I suppose Annie Couvillion is out there working under the table for Craig's list VA! God, love this country...help the poor? By what? Not paying your fair share?