FOX News has from the outset sought to cover up their involvement in this story, and the trail that leads from Seth Rich to the White House insurrection riots of January 6th. From the management on down, they are complicit in the destruction of individual lives, and the carnage that rained down upon the Nation's Capitol. There are no side roads to be taken here. There is but one path, and the coverup by FOX management, producers, reporters and other staff members has forever left a dark mark on America, and certainly on legitimate journalism.
We have reached that point where you, the news accepting public, are going to have to make your call. The sides are simple to discern. You remain curious about where your information comes from, and will refuse to rely on one source or a collective, biased entity to tell you how to think. You will use the power of the internet for something other than role-playing games, and instead do something to educate yourself and those around you. You will seek the facts.Or....You will get on all mental fours and lap up every verbal urination based on propaganda, misinformation, disinformation and lies because its convenient and you couldn't be bothered to actually spend some time to educate yourself. You thus are agreeing to remain, quite frankly, as useless as a stump.
The road before us is loaded with land mines, however I hope that as we struggle to make sense of it all, we might even learn to communicate again. Look, not everyone will get it. A lot of people will rail against it and continue on their verbally and textually destructive paths. The hope is they will begin, even at the smallest point, to become the minority. I hope that happens in the short life span I have remaining. I'd like to be here and see it.
I am not exceptionally proud to note my hate, but I certainly won't apologize for it. Once, I had the ability to excuse such ignorance and mental incapacity to understand we are, like it or not, without question in this all together. Those who fail to grasp that are assisting in the agony and death that surrounds us. Once, I had the power to forgive. No more. That, like the lives of good people who have been taken from us too soon, assisted by the addled-minded decisions of these despicable people, is also, never coming back.
Despite the facts, the pleadings, the begging, the mounting numbers of lives being shattered and hospitals bursting at the seams with people clinging to small shreds of life, these are the people who will not be swayed in their various beliefs. That COVID-19 is just like the flu, that the numbers are inflated, that vaccines are only being created to inject us all with "trackers", and that a delusional leader who has always been obsessed with his image first, and the health of his nation second, is correct in demanding loyalty first, common sense second.
As with so many others, I'm having serious difficulty in grasping with how to be thankful for this Thanksgiving.
Until we, as a nation, force ourselves into being more open-minded and refusing to be turned into lemmings by clickbait media, we are truly doomed to fail.
COVID19 is yet again another hard-earned lesson in who we are, who we should avoid, and who we could be if only the stain of political bias had not infected so many souls. Where once there were smart, clear-headed, rational individuals relying on common sense, there now stand, sit for the most part as they bang out laughable commentary on social media, those who we must fear are beyond saving. Certainly, they should be beyond our desire to change.
Let us then swing forward to the present, where athletes of all manner, all sexes, every race and creed, are speaking out over the systemic racism that existed in the days of Ted Williams, and have never truly receded one iota. They are using their forums, ones they have worked for, to seek positive change in America.
Mary Tyler Moore had a difficult childhood, daughter of an alcoholic Mother, and a Father who was indifferent to the point of treating her as another piece of the furniture. She lost her only son to a tragic accidental shooting. Her first two marriages failed. She was told early in her life she was diabetic. She made no bones about being a recovering alcoholic. Yet in her public life, she was always the picture of grace and professionalism. She never sought pity, nor did she allow it to be part of her persona. She was, by all accounts, simply a joy to work with and a great friend. Ms. Moore never spoke a bad word about anyone in public, certainly not to the point anyone can remember.