I don't believe all politicians to be evil, nor do I believe all of them to be saints. Finding fault with them all is easy. Finding hope has become the true mission, one that becomes harder every day with the spewing of rhetoric, propaganda, misinformation, lies and desires of the power mad amongst us. Hope can be found. All one has to do is read, or listen, to those words written so long ago. Then realize they have a power that is being suppressed and ignored by those who harbor no good will for all the people.
We must be honest with ourselves, and in our acceptance of fact. Legacies must be accepted in their totality, without fear or favor. In the instance of those who have cut a wide swath across society such as Rush Limbaugh, what they did and how they did it must make us think, consider, reconsider, be honest with ourselves, and then seek out our better natures.
Parkland remains a strong and powerful rallying cry for those tirelessly seeking to change and repair a truly broken system of dishwater weak and loophole marred gun laws in America. Sadly, it is also a focal point for those who pound away that more guns on campus are needed, more people need to be weaponized, more confrontations and threats are the only thing that will save lives. Wash. Rinse. Repeat.
The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame needs Warren Zevon more than he needed them. They need him, and others like him, to prove there is more to life than charting in the Top-40.
The House of Mouse could no longer fend off the shots being taken by Gina Carano. All of them were warranted, and the only way to survive this onslaught was to dispatch the renegade with all haste. Carano was not merely gone in a blink, she was blasted out of the Hollywood airlock with all prejudice. She had knowingly crossed the uncrossable line. Sure, she may be a talented actor, but she is quickly and easily replaced. Her powerful and influential agency dropped her like 10 day old meeting quiche. At 38 years of age, and with this on her dance card, Carano hopefully has saved her Disney paychecks. Those residuals won't last forever. As far as the business is concerned, she may as well take that walk on the plank and say hello to the Sarlaac.
There is always, without fail, a discourse that fires to life over the meaning and delivery of a simple television commercial. This year's Super Bowl is no exception. But while there are those who, of course without debate, believe Dolly Parton damaged her image by reworking the lyrics of "9 to 5" for a spot about people seeking to better themselves in their off hours, or those who need to dig deep and "discover" an auto insurance company making light of workplace harassment, one ad by Jeep and featuring the legendary Bruce Springsteen has exploded to become fighting words. Of course, everything that takes a destructive argumentative tone these days is centered on politics. While the commercial makes not one mention of anything political, it has, no shock here, been ripped into by those who see it as nothing more than a political attack.
As North Carolina rates a "Bravo" moment in deciding to cease issuing license plates with the Confederate flag, something in their announcing statement took me to pause. Where they noted the plates "have the potential to offend those who view them". It's the word "potential" that is at the center of the discussion, at least to me. How could it not insult just some people, but most people? How about everyone?
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.