The Bus Seems to be Low on Fuel

There is a lot of good and bad crap being spewed into the universal compost heap. Some of the gasses that are being created by this deluge can be very useful in keeping the Bus motoring toward a vast vacation spot that is large enough to allow all of us to bask in the Sun of Enlightenment and swim in the Sea of Equality. But as is always the case, some of the gasses just stink like a dead skunk in the middle of the road.

The divisions in this world are not insurmountable by nature. They are merely bumps in the road. But too many riders want the journey to be accommodating to a view of comfort that is myopic and self-centered. Many of us have been bathed in this manner so many times and for so many generations that we can't see anything changing. But it must! The bus is running out of fuel quickly. The old fuel, while propelling the bus for millennium, has fouled the air, the water, the land, and our hearts and minds.

Somehow, if we are to survive ourselves, we need a new fuel for the Bus. Or maybe a truer statement would be an old fuel that has been ignored. EQUALITY ANYONE?

The ease with which oppression of someone else is justified in our minds will be the downfall of civilization. Doing what is right is not easy most of the time. The short term comforts of taking the easy way out benefit so few that they cannot last as we all want to bask in the Sun.

I know, I know. Some will say " It has been this way since the dawn of time!!". I agree. Things have gone so well, why change? Right? But, as I look out my window, watch the news, dream of smelling the Roses, I wonder when the Bus will run out of fuel and we will be forced to walk in the dead skunk gasses...or perish.

I WANT TO BASK AND SWIM...WITH OTHERS...DAMMIT!

The End of the Line

Some people talked of the math 40 years ago. The fact that the geometrical progression that is the mainstay of the global economy and global population would someday reach tangent. We seem to be there. One does not need to be a rocket scientist, or even a Nobel economist, to see that things are not good and no one knows what to do to next.


The so called experts are stumped. Many of the so called enlightened focus on things that, while of meaning if we survive, skirt or ignore our current heading. What good is being a brilliant Harvard lawyer, or a wealthy VC, or a Media scholar, or etc., etc., if civilization tanks?

I know some refuse to believe the math yet use the same numbers to pad their conscience. Faith in God maybe, faith in ones own infallibility nope! And never, never in the words of those that would throw you under the bus so they can ride.

As the rise in the stock market is touted as a sign that business as usual is our salvation, The World sinks farther and farther into a muck that is consuming us. No amount of wishful thinking, or clever economics, or brilliant lawyering can negate the basic math involved. 1+1=2. Gometric progressions eventually reach tangent.

Wild Child

Well, I've come back against my intentions. After jetting around the blogs for a while now, I have come to the realization that my kind of wild is not appreciated in the on-line landscape much. I mean my poetry is tolerated but not embraced. If I go to an intelligent academic site my lack of degrees leaves me out of the loop. And the sicko sites have no idea how far 3000 light years from home really is. Besides, my brand of sickatude is far too reaching for the normal kind of incrustitude to fathom. I mean come on, nasty language and sex talk is so junior-high.

To me being wild meant no stones unturned. From quantum mechanics to drinking games. From spiritual manifestations to Frisbee. From the beach to the mountain tops. From a broken down Econoline to a DeLorean. Ragweed to Clinical LSD 25. No stone unturned indeed.

So here I am. 2009 and the world still in the chaotic throws of self delusion. The global economy is showing the signs of rot brought to us by our own greedy behaviors. Oppression seems to be the only mantra the weak in wisdom can imagine to get the upper berth on the train. Worse yet, no one really knows where the train is going, or cares it seems. All most want is the top bunk for the ride and to ride with as little self effort as they can. This attitude would be almost tolerable if it were not for the fact that for some to ride in the top bunk, others must be banished from the train entirely.

This dog is tired. I need a soft, dry place in the woods to sleep, forget for a while, eat some fresh fruit, and try again tomorrow. I am still wild but no longer a child!

Have you ever seen the rain coming down on a sunny day?

As the days of a new administration tick into the past we see a lot of bickering in D.C.. It seems nobody is right cause eveybody's wrong.
Over at Dissenting Justice the posts and comments, although civil, represent the huge divide that exists. Dissent is a good thing as long as it acknowledges that, it to, may be wrong. Or maybe incomplete in the evaluations and conclusions employed.
The intellectual approach to politics is a somewhat novel facet in the world. The human need for power trumps most attempts to do the right thing. People equate being wrong with a position of lesser power, and thereby are reluctant to compromise. Of course, the battle for control is nothing new.
Dems, Repubs, Green, Libertarian, et al, vie for control not real justice.
Moving around The Netz, one sees, if one cares to look beyond the end of one's nose, the schism that has flourished since the dawn of humanity given it's loudest voice to date. The use of ubiquitous communication is a window into our souls much as language is but farther reaching, and at first glance, more anonymous.

Meet the Press

Today was not much different than my Sunday mornings for the last 35 years or so. Breakfast, coffee, wash up, and Sunday morning TV. This almost always includes Meet the Press. The talk of political ideology and specific candidates was refreshing. It was minimal. The PE (Obama) was mentioned, but more as an articulater of the people and good-message role model rather than a Mister Fix-it or Messiah. The statistics of who has been the beneficiary of the increase in wealth in this country, and most others, and who and what has been short changed are dismal for we average citizens. 90 percent of the total value of pay raises over the last 25 years has gone to the wealthiest 10 percent. Of that, 1 percent got 60 percent of the increase. 1/10 of 1 sspercent got 35 percent of the most increase in wealth! Meanwhile our bridges and roads crumble, our schools lack proper funding, etc.. Bill Cosby brought up a statistic that sums up the kinds of change that needs to occur in our mind-set, of which BO is just a paid spokesman. Undereducation leads to crime. If it takes $8000 dollars to educate someone, $42,000 to keep them in jail. It would seem a better investment to fund education than prisons.
This statistical conversation went on to include parenting, reponsibility, and host of vital topics that raise the bar for political shows. Well done Mr. Gregory et al!

WORDS are important, but so is INTENT!

NO ONE SHOULD BE SUBJECTED TO ANY BEHAVIORS OR LAWS THAT IMPEDE THEIR SURVIVAL FOR ANY REASON, PERIOD. I know the WORDS stated here will be dissected, analyzed, and/or dismissed. But the intent is clear!

Putting All the Eggs in One Basket

Everyone is weighing in on the bailout of the financial system. $700 billion worth of eggs. The systemic meltdown exposes a basic flaw in the practice of capitalism. The pursuit of market share has put at risk the very thing that gives us true resilience. The spreading of wealth's future to a multitude of minds and interests. The mantra of big business, "free enterprise", is used to disguise the real focus of conglomerate business. "MARKET SHARE". Dominance mentality along with self-serving actions of the controlling boards have subverted the American Dream for most Americans. Sure those that own stock feel that they own something. They do, the risk. Our governments, as well as our minds, have been blinded by so-called experts and pretty rhetoric. While economic power has been consolidating, we, the people, have been kept mesmerized. The carrot of "you too, can be a captain of industry" belies the fact that the powers that be are reluctant to give up market share or confine themselves to a place that gives everyone a place in the sun. The citing of providing jobs as a reason to allow the consolidation of wealth is predicated on the notion that those jobs would not exist or be created by the people whose effort and money support the system. Does anyone truly belive that out of a population of 6 1/2 billion souls only a thousand or so know what's what, or have any talent beyond being sheep.
The meltdown of the financial markets, the decline in the housing market, the need for a huge govt. bailout should serve a a warning. Inter-conectivity is not the same thing as the consolidation of wealth.
The remnents of the American Dream rot away with the corner store that has been closed because the cost of that dream is set by those interested in dominating market share and thereby people's lives. They want us all to give up our independance and work for them so they can do whatever they deem in THEIR best interest.
Go Walmart!