April 22, 2009

Underground Right Wing Fanatic


Damn... reeducation will not be fun...


I hate that I am going to have to learn how to think all over again... Here I was all comfortable with who I am and what I thought I was, then... oops... I was wrong.

It seems that after all this time I have just never realized that I was a racist war monger. I'm very thankful that ms. garofalo has cleared this up for me.. at least I wont be confused anymore... Protesting the war in Iraq is ok, it's cool to be an anarchist and attack cops and damage property to get your point across. That's quite the correct thing to do. It's fine to shout down people that show up at a college to speak, or throw pies at them, or attack them... That's what being a good little radical is all about...

fad and fashion...

To redefine what a true radical is seems to be in order.

The true radicals are the ones who get out of bed every morning and head off to work, who don't expect anyone to help them out and never ask. They take no money from the government in any form, just pay into a system that would be illegal if private enterprise attempted to pull it off. They are the ones who give time, goods and money for causes they believe in without talking about it. They make no sound or seek no attention when things go bad, they are just there to start picking up the pieces, quietly setting to work as everyone else complains. They smile to themselves when they are made fun of, take it on the chin and keep going. When they find themselves unemployed, they look for a job until they find one. When they make a commitment, they stick to it and work through the rough parts. Their heads are down, their noses to the grind stone and their shoulders and hearts encumbered constantly as they simply do what must be done. They simply seek freedom. They toe the line, all the damn time.

But something is happening that people need to pay attention to... they are getting tired.

Fifty hours of work, followed by a trip to resupply at a crowded market with kids hanging on to you wanting what you can't afford to give them, buying food that isn't quite what you want, but fills everyone up.. and you get in line behind someone paying with a government issued card you paid for... and man, they eat good...

Standing in stunned silence watching live as three thousand of your countrymen die because they went about their business on a bright Tuesday morning... then getting to see your commander in chief bow before the king of the land most of the perpetrators were born in...

Wincing when a country not involved in said attack was bombed for a litany of convoluted reasons...

Worrying from day to day about keeping a job while watching people that began the economic tumble by inflating stocks and stealing from the people that produced the goods and services that lined their pockets being forced to sell one of their homes to pay a fine before they jet to Paris for lunch...

Shaking your head as you watch four people hold off a military multiple days waiting for orders that never came, until a man in the field could take it no longer and put his career and standing on the line and said, "Do it"...

Reading through a text book your child brings home that gives Lincoln three pages while reserving and entire chapter for bill clinton...

Watching silently as greed, ignorance and arrogance destroy that which you hold dear, this Republic that thousands have given their lives for...

Then being tired, fed up with watching your time in the form of money you earn flow out to every country on this planet, as their leaders sit in a building in new york and call you a back water rube.. you see something beginning, thousands of people coming together to say enough is enough...

and what is the reported reaction?



"a bunch of teabagging rednecks, this is about hating a black man in the White House. This is racism straight up."





It does not matter what race you are, what gender you are, what nationality you are or whether you are right or left of center...

We are tired...

Who is John Gault?

6 comments:

wendy said...

Whew. That chick pissed in your Wheaties.

But I'll back you up any day of the week, brother.

Any day.

Robert said...

We're beyond "who." Where is he now is more important. John has already shrugged off.

The Angry Georgian said...

Garofolo and the Michael Moore's and Alec Baldwin's out there need to stick with their acting and shut the fuck up.

Just me... said...

Whether 'Atlas Shrugged' or 'The Driver' be the origin of the concept, my worry is that he has been absorbed by the Garafalo/Baldwin/Moore's of the world and will continue the struggle of creating forever, never showing himself or the works he does...

Eve said...

Harumph!! You know, I read a lot of crazy political stuff out there in cyber-space, and some people just don't get it. They think that if people non-reliant on govt. ever had a catastrophe happen to them and the govt. wasn't there to help, they would fall apart. Well, the govt. rarely, dare I say never, helps on the peoples' terms, but on it's terms, so it comes down to how much do you want to sacrifice? How much freedom are we willing to give up? I don't think those people realize how much they're willing to risk! History repeats itself...

LADY ROOTS said...

Idren Clay,

I wonder if those who are so quick to label you a racist war monger would feel the same after spending a weekend with you and your family.

While I can't say I have agreed with everything I have read here, I can say that I didn't feel like either race or warmongering was at the crux of the disagreement.

Bless Up,
Lady Roots