What do you do with rage?
It’s pretty clear what the results are if you take to the streets and/or
shoot people. If you rant and rave, you
are either locked up or run for President of the United States. Write books?
Letters to the editor? Letters to
your legislators? Even if you
self-publish a book, good luck on getting anything read.
I believe I’ve heard that our government is for the people
and by the people. Which people? Theoretically Donald Trump is a person. Apparently corporations are people also but I
don’t think that’s what the writers of the Declaration of Independence had in
mind. We have a multi-layered justice
system from small city courts on up to the Supreme Court of the United States
that is supposed to ensure that every citizen of our great country has voice in
their fate and future. People still get
away with murder while people with minor trespasses get locked up for
life. Does it have anything to do with
the color of your skin, where you live, the size of your bank account, or who
you’re related to? What do you think?
So right now someone I know is locked up while another is
walking free; if justice is real it should be the other way around. I’m sure there are millions of stories like
this in the rest of the country and maybe in other places I could find an
outlet, a voice of reason or a platform.
But in many of these places people of color or unpopular gender identity
live in fear of assault or death just because of who they are. It’s the year 2016 for crying out loud! Things are supposed to be different! I marched for civil rights and against war in
the 60s, and here we are in the middle of civil wrongs and constant war.
To top it all off, everyone has guns and a living cartoon is
running for President of the United States!
A former President is caught on tape obviously inebriated during a
solemn occasion and defended while the current President is chastised for being
caught smiling on a solemn day. Every
day I deal with an out of control health care system which like everything else
is subjected to our government system of corpocracy. So here I am, with the only outlet my own
personal bloglet that no one ever has to read.
And Facebook, of course. I can
continue to post amid the pages and ads and cat pictures until everyone blocks
me.
