It's Time to Kick the Tires Not the Can Thing

Dear America,

good day.
So this girl is in the midst of reading a book I normally wouldn't give a second glance; it's called, The Things They Carried, by Tim O'Brien.  It's a genuine, heart-wrenchingly raw, look back at a time that seemingly stood still for him, the time of the Vietnam War when he was a soldier. 

Early on, he makes the following realization:

"But the thing about remembering is that you don't forget.  You take your material where you find it, which is in your life, at the intersection of past and present.  The memory-traffic feeds into a rotary up on your head, where it goes in circles for a while, then pretty soon imagination flows in and the traffic merges and shoots off down a thousand different streets.  As a writer, all you can do is pick a street and go for a ride, putting things down as they come to you.  That's the real obsession.  All the stories."

As 'just a girl' who just so happens to relate to this process -- to "pick a street and go for a ride" each and every day (give or take a day or two) -- O'Brien puts into simple words the level of congestion, everyday traffic, we all bring into the mix of living in community with one another.  We all have life experiences, a memory -- or too many to count; we all walk in reflection of this stuff, these things, all our lives.  Sometimes it all becomes a weight so great, it spills out.  Constructively, creatively, violently, spontaneously, cognitively  -- we let the rubber meet the road and it all comes raging up from deep inside us.

For "the thing about remembering is that you don't forget."

 Me thinks that the remembering isn't so bad at all, really, especially when placed into the context of the things we deliberately, or unintentionally, choose to forget.   What comes to mind are things like the Great Depression -- or -- the corruption and destruction of a whole society under the power of tyranny --  or -- how about the slow, nudging process of utter evil -- masterminded by crazy, narcissistic, sadistic madmen.   How could we ever forget what has happened around the world under Hitler, Lenin, Stalin, Castro, Mao, Ayatollah Khomeini, Gaddafi, Idi Amin Dada,  Kim Jung IL...Ho Chi Minh?

How is it possible that any of these bad seeds of humanity had any followers, comrades, developing armies of men, bowing in allegiance to their cause?

And then I quickly come to attention of this day -- this country -- these things past and present weaving in and out of my mind, violently careening through the curves of the hills and valleys....atten-hut!

What are we doing to ourselves?  Is anyone asking intelligent questions anymore? Or is this game of kicking the can down the road until the day we all die together in puff of smoke, mirrors, lies and propaganda fun for you?

As I remember a winning tactic of Saul Alinsky --  certainly one that has been ingrained into the consciousness of a young Barack Obama at an age when he was merely an up and coming community organizer, awaiting his time of power to come -- "pick a target, freeze it, personalize it, polarize it."  [and sure, this girl has been down this road with you before, shoot me]

But the thing is, conservatives in America keep getting riddled with tactics dating back hundreds of years -- the polarizing of the opposition, the compromising of our values, the methodical shape shifting of our communities -- even entire nations -- just by the use of words, making impressions upon us, respective of the laws of perception and totally aware of our natural human response.  This is how it begins; this is how we get to an intersection of Nazis killing Jews by the millions.

This president of ours is using dangerous, highly flammable, tactics at his every turn and whim; while this lame-brain media of ours just sits back and regurgitates his brilliance and intelligence and courage as if they have forgotten everything history has taught us.

We cannot afford to play economic roulette.

We cannot justify burying every value and principle that has made this country truly remarkable into the ground, without a memory living on and haunting us from this generation on into the next, and the next, and so on, begging us to ask a simple question: just where did we go wrong?

This president was given his tax hikes in late December, per his power to persuade and with congress under the gun for an end of the year deal -- now it's time for the spending cuts  (just as the compromise between political parties dictated).  All is fair in love and war, and not only that -- fair is fair.

If anything, these "cuts" are not nearly enough  (considering also, it's merely a "cut" in future government growth...thank you Rand Paul, CNN, and RealClearPolitics.  These cuts just slow the growth of government down from going 100 miles an hour to maybe 80; but in a school zone, that is about 55/mph too fast).

This 85 B's is called a starting place; the finish line is miles and miles and miles down the road.  And it's gonna be a rough ride from here on out, considering we have already totaled the brand spanking new hybrid car that wasn't even paid for yet.

You want some real time history, some instant message perspective -- while driving,  no less -- added to the scenery today?  How about this comparison to how this government SPENDS 85 BILLION DOLLARS a MONTH...and the kicker, it's created out of thin air, too.   [which isn't so funny when we borrow forty six cents on every dollar, details, schmeetails, nothing to see here, no sir ree bob]  ...........

......Oh no...DO NOT STOP now, we're just getting started.   This is not a drill!   GO HERE NOW.

Who is living a lie now?   And everybody is all excited about the market hitting five year highs...yeah, okay...

Do you get it now -- or no, not really?  Or, do you happen to like being a drone for this idiotic administration and the totally harmless madman behind the wheel?

I am done.  Getting off at the nearest exit for a rest.

Make it a Good Day, G