Sunday, February 20, 2011
When I look within the innards of the various political disciplines I notice that even there the spin breaks down into a multitude of colored threads that once spun into whole cloth remind me of Joseph's Technicolor Coat, the twisted and perverse version.
Right, Left, Liberal, Conservative. It doesn't matter. They all are intent on bending the truth to fit their slant on things. One side claims the other spins false cloth and the other sticks out their tongues and say, "Nuh uh, you do." Then it is off to the races and any kernel of truth there at the beginning is milled into useless meal beneath the heels of advocates and lackeys stomping their feet.
So if facts and the truth have failed, where do I turn? If the sound of millions of fools speaking at once drown out any clear message I might latch onto, where do I turn?
I am told to seek guidance from the Higher Power that surely must exist, because hey, we exist, so must he.
Others council me to look inward to my core beliefs, my inner soul. God cannot help me, but maybe someone inside can.
But most advice it would seem leans to "my way or the highway", just cuz that's the way it should be.
And anxieties rise as my center flounders leaving me to try on one technicolor coat and then another. When none of them fit, not even a little bit, I pull out a strap on and tell all of them to suck on it. And not just a little bit.
The previous has been brought to you by a very frustrated and angry citizen who knows we "all just can't get along", but wonders why the Hell not? We used to sorta. Now we don't even try.