Political Exile

My political journey continues by coming to its end. Once again I haven't been posting for a while, this time because of my utter disgust with our process of selecting presidential candidates. Out of the bunch, there were only three candidates who were even trying to level with the American people, and of course they were knocked out early on. They were Dennis Kucinich, John Edwards and Ron Paul. That they spoke from their hearts was obvious for anyone to see, versus the rest of the Madison Avenue driven images of the other cartoon character candidates. They were a threat to the power bases of their parties, and in the case of Kucinich, one was unelectable due the fact that he's short and looked a little nerdy - but I couldn't vote for any of them either.



The rest of these craven power mongers want us to believe that their strings aren't being pulled behind the scenes by fleets of campaign staff and consultants who coiffe, dress, write, drive, think, strategize, organize and fluff them before anything is ever said or done in public. They're more phony than movie stars who utter words they haven't written but know how to utter them in a way that sounds convincing. It's a sign of our world's decay into a TV and video game society, where there is no silence, nothing is prolonged and everything looks really good - the furniture, the people, their cars - everything, while providing non-stop sexual stimulation, drama, humour and entertainment.



So, the candidates entertain us. The core of my disgust is not with that fact, but rather the realization that we are getting exactly what we deserve. People don't want to take the time to read up on their candidates and talk to their friends and family about it. They want their characters, oops sorry, I mean candidates, delivered to them neatly, simply and quickly. Visually. "Entertain ME" they scream in silence. People won't even scream. Oh yeah, and just for the record, I'm not harkening back to some fictional time in the past when this was so - it has never been so. It's only recently that we've had the power to really change the world, yet we are so mis-using that power. We are squandering the chance that no generation before us has had to uplift the quality of life for the entire world but instead we are arguing about gay marriage or some other such nonsense. Oh yeah, there is no argument, both sides agree it's wrong. I mean, what the fuck? With modern communication, connectivity, travel and the worlds wealth, with concerted effort we could unify the world. But the flacid, narcissistic consumer just says "whatever" and continues to stuff their maws with more stuff than it can possibly even know what to do with.



My point? I'm disgusted with the American people. I don't think they stand for anything anymore, and the country is the result of what we stand for as a people, not the reverse. If you can't see that, just look back on the brilliant souls who created the dream of freedom (don't get hung up on the fact that it is far from perfect, it is much closer than it ever was) or the many geniuses who have invented the world around us, throwing themselves forward into a world as they would see it versus just settling for the one we're in.



Nimrods. Idiots. Buffoons. Gluttons. Pussies. Lazy. Small-minded. Numbed. Alone. Scared. Disconnected. This is the population that the candidates would appeal to. No wonder the good guys got out - how could they stoop to such a low?



My conclusion. I just don't give a shit. This will probably be my last post. I'm focused on my little world now, keeping it good for me and those around me. I'm tired of fighting the tide.