Sometimes I think that I am one massive ball of outrage. I feel constantly poked, prodded, pushed, punched, and pricked, almost without cessation. If it’s not the daily dose of propaganda on the news wire from AP to CNN to Newsweek to NBC and all alphabets in between, then it’s confronting a culture of corruption that is growing exponentially as our morals and values decline into a relativistic morass.
I hear almost daily, our version of The Great Leader, blathering on about how we need to share the wealth, and that he empathizes with the vermin who defecate on police cars and demand a free ride on my dime. And that the so called 1% have a moral obligation to prostrate themselves to these malcontents. Or brilliant Biden telling the country that if Republicans have their way, rape and murder will skyrocket, all while poking a finger in the face of an independent journalist and telling him “Don’t screw around with me!” when he was asked if he thought it was appropriate to curb the excessive rhetoric. I mean it. This happens EVERY day these days.
Then I am greeted with the various tattooed, pierced, foul mouthed, attitude exuding human beings in the grocery store, the mall, my neighborhood. Or the Boom, Boom, Boom of the woofer and the REEEN, REEEN, REEEN, of de-muffled Honda Civics hyped up on Nitrous Oxide or whatever they are putting in them to turn their engines into rev heaven. And I wonder, what kind of a job will you ever be able to get when you look and behave like something out of an old Mel Gibson/Tina Turner movie. And then the terrifying realization comes to me, I will likely be paying for them. They may never grow up.
I wish this were hyperbole. I really wish I were exaggerating. But I’m not. These are real quotes from our real “leaders.” This is the picture of America that is becoming the norm. And it’s offensive to me, deeply offensive. I am still a few years from retirement, and yet I feel like a curmudgeon. It wouldn’t matter if I were 30. The speed of our decline is breathtaking … or breath-removing as the case may be.
I suppose I am overreacting a bit. It’s not that anyone has shown up at my door to relieve me of my “wealth,” yet. Or that someone has strapped me in a chair and forced me 24/7, to watch and learn from Rachel Maddow or Lady Gaga. But increasingly, I am finding civility, impartiality, decency, truth, character, judgment, and wisdom, impossible commodities to locate.
Somewhere along the way, character stopped counting. Objective moral truth, disappeared. Occasionally when I am not running my rear end off (figuratively of course, my waist size does not support the allegation), I hear Dennis Prager for a few minutes on the radio between destinations, and it is like a breath of fresh air.
When did this happen? When did we become a nation of immature children? A week or so ago, I was horrified watching a 60+ something fellow doing the wild man dance, without shirt or shoes at a public food event, in front of the stage. I looked over at my 15-year-old stepson, and he was shaking his head. I was speechless, except to tell him, that when I was his age, this was something you never would have seen. I realized once again, here was more evidence that unlike the song American Pie, the music didn’t die, but maturity did. The grown-ups have died.
We are sheep, I was reminded recently. And good shepherds are hard to come by. These days, we elect them by how cool they look and what color they are, instead of what they are made of structurally and internally. Whom they associate with, and how they behave is no longer relevant. Their experience and track record in the “real world” doesn’t matter. How do they look or sound? How do they do on The Tonight Show and Letterman. Can they play the saxophone? Is Jay Z on their iPod. OMG, they have an iPod.
Our current leadership is the most dysfunctional collection of corrupt ideologues in the history of this country, and they are having an effect on the population. They are Jimmy Carter gone wild, only much, much worse. They are counting on the ignorance of the American people. They are betting on it. And they are “all in.”
They have enjoyed a nearly unobstructed takeover of the education system, the mass media, and the entertainment culture for most of the last 40 years, and they are counting on demographics to keep them in control of the narrative. They have built a constituency on the basis of identity politics and have duped a large proportion of the ethnic population into accepting their role as helpless victims who cannot make it on their own. They have convinced the GenX, Y and whatever’s nexters, that Government is the only thing between them and the abyss of barbaric medievalism. They have rewritten the history books and turned Western philosophy and Judeo-Christian values, into a narrative recasting it as imperialistic, racist, greed-mongering, hypocritical tyranny. White is black, up is down.
In short, they are trading on ignorance, and they are getting good return on their investment.
The latest “movement” (pun intended) OWS, is a collection of the worst of the worst. It is the monster that Frankenstein created. People urinating on cars and defecating on the doorsteps of the surrounding neighborhoods, drugs, public sex, the worst kind of filth coming out of their mouths.
But among them, are some folks who couldn’t identify with the Tea Party. They were put off by the Right and the Tea Party, which was successfully made “uncool” and “bad” by the establishment media and culture. But these independents, for lack of a better term, know something is wrong. They participated in the Occupy movement, because they had nowhere else to go. They are prisoners of the Lefty narrative, but somewhere inside of them, they know that bailouts are not right. They know that selected corporations getting huge taxpayer-funded loans, is not right. They inherently understand that “too big to fail” has created a hierarchy that never existed in this country before. It made certain industries and certain companies free of consequences. And in doing so, it destroyed the moral imperative of personal responsibility and accountability. It said in effect, what’s sauce for you, oh taxpayer, oh small business owner, oh everyday person, is most definitely NOT sauce for the gander.
It remains to be seen whether they come to understand that you don’t clean up the river by going downstream. You have to go to the source of the toxicity, which is Washington DC.
Maybe, when they have spent some time in the muck of the Occupy movement, or hear one more elitist lie out of Washington, they will figure it out. Just because they have been indoctrinated, doesn’t necessarily mean they are stupid.