Good Morning Readers,
Well, I'm starting off here at 7:30 this morning, I don't exactly know when I'll finish this one. This rant has been two weeks in the making!
It is my day off so we'll see how it goes. Currently, I'm waiting on Hubby to wake from his deep slumber. He set his alarm for 6, the cats sensing it would go off at six, woke me up at 5:45! So viola! Here I am. Awake (sort of) and ranting! Oh, I'm also bidding on some toe rings.
So why did I choose this picture? I spent my 4th of July in New York City. Well, half was visiting Liberty Island and Ground Zero or the dirt whole left by the Twin Towers on 9/11, and visiting Ursula and my Father-in-law in Brooklyn. Oh the fun! I brought here a small potted bush or Parade Roses. After about 30 minutes, she looks over at the roses, then to Hubby and asks him to move the flowers over by him (on the other side of the room). After the flowers are sat by the mini fridge she exclaims, "Wow! I can breathe again! I guess live flowers can obstruct your breathing when you have lung problems!" Great. Now they know I want her dead and I was using roses to do her in with. WTF!!!!!!
So my first rant his with Ground Zero. Ladies and Gents and all you other unsavory characters, it's been almost six years. Get over it! For one day, for a couple of hours, we were just like the people of Iraq, Afghanistan, Palestine, Israel, Lebanon, and every other country that has civil unrest. Those countries have a legitimate reason for not rebuilding. It keeps getting blown up. What's our excuse? Why isn't there a park, or a museum, or a statue, a fountain, something there to not remind us of the event? It is an eye sore. The majestic and great city of New York is crippled by what? Nostalgia? Is this to remind us why we invaded a country that has nothing to do with the attack? Because we damn sure don't complain about being in Afghanistan! Hello, the place we shoulda cleaned up before making a bleeding cesspool of human agony and despair in Iraq. Not that Afghanistan isn't another whole of shit. Granted, they all did alot of the destruction themselves, but we didn't have to go in and and company to misery. So can we move on and create something to honor those that died, gave their lives, and suffered from the 9/11 catastrophe. Please.
Wow, did I digress! The reason I posted this picture of the Statue of Liberty with here back to us is because justice and liberty no longer exist. They have turned their backs on us. I felt moved when I got on Liberty Island and realized that when the Ferry drops you off, it is to her back. I know. She is suppose to be looking over New York, one of the major hubs of America. But her back faces the rest of us. You know, the ones of us who aren't so elite and do not live and work on 5th Ave. I guess what finally triggered me to type this rant was seeing Michael Moore's Sicko. I cried several times throughout this movie. I have seen the majority of Moore's films. You can see his liberal lean on most of his work. This one was no different, except for one thing, he is right. Sorry. As a moderate republican, I must say, I hate agreeing with him, but he is right. He's right in all his movies. Well, let me clarify. The bottom line of his expression is right. His means or views may be a bit bias, but overall, he usually is right. I have experienced the free health care of a socialist nation. I don't see why we don't' have it. Well, I know why we don't have it. Because no one makes a billion dollars by caring about others.
I cried because of the sad stories of not the people without health care, but the ones that do have it. The ones that paid extremely high premiums, to be told when their lives depended on that investment, they didn't qualify or it was "experimental", or my favorite," it's not a necessity for life." Many of those people died. Died. Died from lack of health care. I thought we were a first world country. Maybe Sally Struthers should be asking other countries for ten cent a day to keep an American child alive! Of course health care should be free. Because a healthy nation is a productive nation. We pay less taxes than any other country, but people go bankrupt every day. They lose their homes, their jobs, their dignities. Why? These people aren't that bum on the street that is drunk and covered in his own waste. They are our neighbors, the teachers that teach our children, soldiers that keep our land free, firefighters that save our homes, our moms, our dads, and yes, us-you and me. Children go to school for free, yes, college for free! I've seen it. I lived in the Netherlands for 4 years! It's true. Free health care and college. I've even used the health care. No questions other than your name and what do you need?
In Massachusetts, it is going to be state law that everyone must have health insurance. Not that we have Universal health care, but health insurance. Sounds like guaranteed money for someone! I thought it would be a good idea until, I realized it would be illegal if you didn't supply some companies bank account. WTF!!!!!
It is heartbreaking to know that for 6 fucking years, I served for this country. While I am 60% disabled, I have VA, my husband isn't disabled. I served believing that I was doing my part. Paying for the freedom I was blessed to have. What I really was doing was being blindfolded, stabbed in the back, and ass raped. And this will continue until I die. Forget retiring. Very few Americans can actually retire. Most are so far in debt, when they die the only legacy they can leave their children is debt. Why did we let this happen?
During the Gulf War, people sported t-shirts and bumper stickers that said, " This colors don't run." Unfortunately, they did run. Or maybe it was more duck and cover. Anyway, they were bleached out with all the liberty and justice. Is democracy really a good thing? In theory, it's great. Then again, communism was great in theory. Why did we let this happen? You know why? Because we are so set in our ways, were blinded. As I said earlier, blindfolded, stabbed in the back, and ass raped. Maybe for the last 40 or 50 years now. So America, what are we going to do about it? Every time we become aware of issues we are diverted with a war, Bradgelina, Paris Hilton, Eva Longoria's wedding, American Idol, Survivor, illegal immigrants, sex scandals, etc. Oh and by the way, your only an illegal alien if you didn't go through the proverbial "Ellis Island." If you did you are either an "Asylum Seeker or a Resident Alien". Seeing Ellis Island was a slap in the face for me. My relatives didn't go through. There are no records of where they came from, or when the might have come here. Where is my Island? I'm sure others are wondering the same thing. Justice for all. I guess it on that same Island they has the records of my relatives. I'm sure Elvis and Tupac are doing a great job keeping the records maintained.
The election year is approaching. Do you know who is running. I do, but I don't care for any of them. None of them have our best interests in mind. However, they do know what we want to hear. I suggest writing in your candidate. C'mon, does Hillary, Obama, John, Ron, Rudy, or any other of those Jack-o-lopes really give two shits about you, me, or anyone who isn't in their direct line of fire? The answer is no. So let's not give in to this hypocritical bullshit. We need someone who cares. Someone who has the smarts to put together an All star Dream team. Great in domestic and foreign affairs. Someone who will make being an American someone others want to strive to be like. Hey, even in Cuba there is universal (free) health care. I hear it's pretty good. Better than what we have.
Well that's all I have for now. I took several lines from the movie , V for Vendetta, as my closing lines. If you have seen the movie or read the graphic novel. Take a gander at one or both of them.
V: People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.
Evey Hammond: My father was a writer. You would've liked him. He used to say that artists use lies to tell the truth, while politicians use them to cover the truth up.
V: Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. [carves V into poster on wall] V: The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. [giggles] V: Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
V: Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Bailey, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Parliament, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot.
Closing Credits Music Voiceover - Male: Concerning non-violence: It is criminal to teach man not to defend himself when he is the constant victim of brutal attacks.
Closing Credits Music Voiceover - Female: Sex and Race, because they are easy, visible differences, have been the primary ways of organising human beings into superior and inferior groups and into the cheap labour on which this system still depends. We are talking about a society in which there will be no roles other than those chosen, or those earned. We are really talking about Humanism.
Yokai Kifujin
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