Monthly Archives: July 2011
There are times I’m proud to be an American. Then there are moments when I’m ashamed. This is one of those moments.
Everyone jokes about the self-serving nature of our elected politicians. We complain they’re all corrupt, that they vote according to who pays them more, or according to what will get them reelected. Yet we keep voting them in. Or the electorate just throw their hands in the air and give up by not going to vote.
I wish there were answers. I wish I could barge into Congress and say “Get your shit together! Wake up and take care of your people!” Unfortunately, that would be quickly followed by a visit in a very secure facility.
We, the voting public, must get through to the politicians! I heard that the phone lines to Congress were jammed today after President Obama demanded citizens call their representatives. That is fantastic, but it’s not enough. We need to flood their phone lines, e-mail inboxes, snail mail boxes, everything! Make Congress listen! They are supposed to answer to US–the citizens of the United States, not some jerkwads who pad their pockets with cash.
I might be a dreamer, but I’ll be damned if I don’t see what’s really right. Let’s make Congress understand its role. Demand better, America. Demand better.
The world has morphed far more in the past two centuries than in recorded history. Bring a simple peasant from the thirteenth century into the twenty-first century, and there is every chance she will have a nervous breakdown.
Science introduces us to new concepts on a daily basis. The mysteries of the elements have been largely explained, taking us from a world ruled by superstition and setting us into a previously unimaginable future.
So what does our future hold? Visionaries suggest a world running on solar and wind power in which flying cars autopilot people to important business meetings and cancer no longer steals lives. Others predict an apocalypse of scant resources and war.
I want to explore ideas. They range from bold to fantastical to mundane. Whether my thoughts are realistic or not doesn’t matter. This is a space where I can muse, wonder aloud, forge my philosophical path.
I am beholden to no one but myself in this blog. If you want to participate, you are welcome.
I am a dreamer. Are you?