And if you don’t know why I am doing such a thing, read about Henry Ford. 🙂 He was quite the twisted charlatan, oh yes. If he had a knife large enough he surely would have stabbed the Earth to death himself. But no, the Earth’s death is a much slower, depressing process, much like petroleum oil, and it continues beyond his wimpy life’s end, the dear ol’ Nazi.
But anyway, there’s still time to do something about it! Watch Planet of the Humans! Get fired up! Go make something beautiful! Meditate! We can still put out this colossal bushfire that we created if we merely join together in common purpose and imagine a better future for ourselves. It’s easy if you try! If you disagree then you haven’t actually tried it! 😉
Thank you so much, Rolling Stone, YouTube, Glenn Greenwald, Matt Taibbi, Katie Halper, and everyone else who makes this happen. This is the truth nectar that we need to feed from every day, especially now in our dismal and logical conclusion.
What we need to think about is what comes next! Imagine a better future and make it happen, you guys! We can start right now, this instant, by doing the right thing, by CHOOSING to do the right thing every chance we get, and not escape accountability which seems to be the sins of our mothers and fathers that we are paying dearly for over and over and over again.
I’m pretty sure if you were to replace the word “youth” with “principled voters” throughout the article, it would be a more realistic telling of the story that took place here.
Fuck you, elder America! 🙂 You had your chance, and here we are. The age of pragmatic politics is over, one way (species collapse) or another (enlightenment). Get the fuck out of the way, you fucking morons.
I really, really wish that Tulsi, in that moment in time, had had the courage to disavow the Democratic Party and go rogue, go People’s Party. Maybe she will find the courage eventually!!! Or maybe someone else will. But that’s what needed to happen.
The time has come to rise up against fascism in all its forms. Even in its sweet little, down home, country style. Fascism can look a bunch of different ways. If you work in an office building, you are already likely accustomed to fascism’s hallmarks. There are the trivial kinds, like being forced to use toilets designed for something other than human beings, on a daily basis, day after day after day; the poorly maintained stalls that were not designed by anyone with any care for what experience it might bring and which could possibly be the reality for a person, a lifer, for dozens of years. That would be the worst tragedy, to portray life on Earth as it is presented by small-minded simpletons who are too busy being fat and stupid and greedy and lazy and dumb.
Thank the Earth for mushrooms!!! And marijuana! And other types of antidotes to these miseries that are portrayed incessantly as the only way to live in such a busy, complex world, surely beyond the understanding and enjoyment of the common person.