Dear America,

Happy Tuesday.

I have recently been told, and I quote,  "you've got nothin better to do, all you do is pick..."

You got me.

Yup, that's it; you bet; hang a star on that one.

In keeping with the thrill of having no idea what set this comment off (as we know, context is soooo yesterday), but let's review.

First, I have nothing better to do.
Second, all I do is pick.

Well, in the macro sense, watching the world tumble from the way we were, to worse than the way we were, to God knows, if we will ever see the light of day of the way we were or could ever be again -- is worthy, to say the least, of one's involvement.

There IS nothing better to do than to play a part in setting things right side up once more, nothing.

From The 5000 Year Leap, in a segment dealing with "what is 'public virtue'", an historian by the name of Gordon Wood is noted saying,

"In a Republic, however, each man must somehow be persuaded to submerge his personal wants into the greater good of the whole.  This willingness of the individual to sacrifice his private interest for the good of the community -- the eighteenth century termed public virtue....The eighteenth century mind was thoroughly convinced that a popularly based government "cannot be supported without virtue."

We have nothing better to do as a nation but to rise up to our own potential, pay attention to the details of how we create our communities, and fully recognize that we can only be as good as the people we associate with as a whole, and as a family, and as ourselves.

At the time before we separated from England, as a people, we doubted our capability to be able to do just that.  Our minds were wrapped around all sorts of demons, and questions, and uncertainty surrounding our ability to break free from our co-dependency with the mother land.  It took us, as a people, to a point of getting so unnerved and elevated in our frustration, that we finally came to the realization that we had nothing better to do than rise up, speak up, and vent until the gathering of such common sense ideals was good enough to cause a revolution.

Nothing better to do, you bet.

Now the second thing, in the matter of 'all I do is pick' -- that might also be in the eye of the beholder.

But throw me in the dungeon, anyway, for there, most certainly, is all the time in the world to stare at the stone walls and pick, pick, pick at everything under the sun and more (throw in a typewriter, and we have magic) -- but my point is, perhaps, eventually, the light of day will show through.

I can tell you this, by golly, I would rather be on the side of the pick-er than upon the side of being drowned in a sea of apathy, only highlighted by the steady stream of indifference making it's way to the deep, dark chasm of being unattached to anything outside the bubble created by one's own ignorance.

I will choose to pick till my hearts content any day, anywhere; for at least upon the duty of the picker, I am using my power to make choices, to take a stand, to elevate the mood -- the conversation -- the dialogue -- the resolution -- to a point where real understanding can begin...and welcome everyone else to do the same (you, too, can be a picker too).

I am not afraid of where it may lead; I am not hiding from, manipulating, dismissing, or otherwise, putting my head in the sand, for fear of what may come of it -- of the truth yet to reveal itself.

It is when we don't pick that we should all become concerned; for what do we really have left when we stop caring about what happens next?

Our society, created lovingly and painstakingly by our forefathers, was created out of the rule of law and order.  Yet, much of the law itself was not based on the government holding our hand to the fire and legislating every bloody thing under such rule, embodying the likes of pure abstinence and solemn pledges and strict codes to keep us sound -- it was a law created through our attachment, as a people, to the freedoms of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness under a much higher calling; natural law, inherent to the laws of man through the Creator of all of life, was all that was deemed necessary and wise; and those, for all intents and purposes, came from pure love, and nothing less.

From Sir William Blackstone,

"Man, considered as a creature, must necessarily be subject to the laws of his Creator....This will of his Maker is called the law of nature...This law of nature, being coeval with mankind, and dictated by God, Himself, is of course superior in obligation to any other.  It is binding over all the globe in all countries, and at all times: no human laws are of validity, if contrary to this."

The fact is, anytime the government usurps the power of the people (that's simple folk like you and me), it is our duty as a people to pick -- and pick it apart as fast as we can (again) -- in order to get to the root of that which will, not only sustain us forevermore, but serve us well and good -- granting all people the freedom to make their own happiness -- for that is really akin to what God wants for each and every one of us (but like it, or not, free will gives us all the freedom to do as we please).

From Thomas Jefferson,

"Prudence, indeed, will dictate that governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and, accordingly, all experience has shown, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed.

But, when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object, evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such government, and to provide new guards for their future security."

We MUST go back and choose -- no, PICK for ourselves -- to return to the original authority and freedom to create our world... after, by all appearances, the pure and utter destruction, in every sense and sensibility of it's kind, of a government run amuck.

Pick, choose, pick, write your congress-minion, pick, vote, pick, speak up, and pick some more is what we must do -- or else, we can kiss this America goodbye.

Today, I am proud that I have nothing better to do than pick.

Make, pick, choose, pick again, and make it a Good Day, G

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