By Paul Edwards
August 03, 2019 "Information
Clearing House" - The Democratic Livestock Sales signal
the start of our Presidential election root canal with its pimps and whores
money scramble, evoking the pathos of a 4H sale of prize hogs and heifers.
4-H stock is pure blue ribbon, though, which canít be said of this sad herd
of pampered bipeds, bawling and bellowing through their own live auction.
What if their number were an embarrassment of
riches instead of an embarrassment? What if there were a basis in the
derelict Democratic Party for elevation of the most visionary, acute, and
ethically, ecologically, economically rigorous and penetrating minds America
A fantasy, of course. The Parties--malformed
twins joined at the wallet--are giant filtering mechanisms to identify and
exclude minds of integrity and the morally courageous. They are the
Praetorian Guard of Capitalist Imperialism that has abused the world with
impunity for so long that it believes itís invincible, despite its serial
humiliations. That hubris--that vulgar, ugly arrogance--and the cruelty and
folly that define it, is a poison always fatal to empires.
The hardening of Americaís aged political
arteries has had the odd result that neither political Snake Oil Wagon owns
a massive tranche of the people. Odder yet, people get it.
Republicans, ever the liveried footmen of wealth, are just window dummies, performing seals cued by the decrepit Kentucky swamp turtle, shilling for the Capitalist Cancerís owners, conning both the prosperous, and gullible hicks, that theirs is the true gospel of virtue. Finally, with Main Street dissed and dismissed by Republicans, and the hillbillies dumped on and disabused, they arenít buying the old catechism, and instead are rallying to the Standard of No Standards, the What Me Worry Banner of The Bozo, where the pustulent sores of their closet racism, sexism and xenophobia can be flaunted openly as MAGA badges.
Are You Tired Of The Lies And Non-Stop Propaganda?
Democrats? A clique run by a brittle,
doddering Crone and Geezer Politburo mired in mendacity, paralyzed in a
retro Cold War brainfreeze, smelling of yesteryear, of betrayals and
cowardice and moral failure, like the cowboy in the song,ď...always in
search of, and one step in back of, himself and his slow-moving dreamsĒ. In
deep thrall to Big Money, they stand foursquare for the few who own it all,
and are horrified by rising demands of the young, sharp and vital who might
be theirs if they offered anything but visionless stasis, baseless, perilous
hatred of Russia, and endless money for the War Machine that will destroy
And the answer..? Donít look for it, as Saint George of Carlin told us. Ainít gonna be one. Vote, if you like; do a citizenís paramount duty, if it you pleaseth. But donít hold your breath for hope and change. Donít chant yes, we can, again. And never fool yourself that we did it before and we can do it again, because weíve never done this before. Never. Greenland lost 10 billion tons of ice yesterday. Weíre in uncharted waters. Here be dragons.
Paul Edwards is a writer and film-maker in Montana. He can be reached at: email@example.com
George Carlin - Why I Don't Vote
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