Scattered thoughts

      Just got back from a Progressive Democrats America/Arizona Chapters Conference in Flagstaff     So much enthusiasm and so many ideas flowing from engaged and caring people.  I was so glad to be with people who are in the fray and raging against the Republican Teahaddist machine. If you are not suffering and can't see that others are suffering, then just go away and contemplate your own navel.  You aren't interested in my viewpoint and I am definitely not interested in yours.  I can't make you love your fellow man if you don't, and can't give you a heart if you have fouled the loving one that God gave you.  Go away and pray to your Golden Idol loudly in the stadiums and churches like the hypocrites that you are.

      Most of the people I know are holding on by their fingernails and scared to death. They hear about "trickle down" economics and know it is the yellow stuff that the Republicans are trickling down on them.  They have either lost their job or are in danger of losing it. They are losing their medical coverage, losing their retirement,  losing their houses, going to food banks, and going bankrupt because of medical bills.  They are scared and desperate and one step ahead of losing the roof over their heads. They can't tighten their belt because that belt was sold at a garage sale long ago to put food on the table after their unemployment benefits stopped. They have been told to pull themselves up by their bootstraps when they don't have any boots because those, too, have been sold to make a mortgage or rent payment.  They've been told that they are lazy and bad because they've lost their job. They've been told these things by people who are wearing Gucci loafers and living off capital gains or ill-gotten gains or trust funds and have outsourced these jobs and hidden the profits in tax shelter countries. 

     Speaking of garage sales, they are no fun anymore. Over the past year, I've noticed a definite change.  It's no longer a house cleaning exercise and fun way to pass some weekend time. It's now whatever is left that they can sell to put food on the table, and what's left is mostly pitiful and worn out and brings pennies at best.  There's no longer anything of value because anything good has been sold months ago.  I am not the Pharisee who can walk by on the other side and pretend not to notice, or be so insensitive that I really don't see the pain, fear, and anger out here in our real world.  I am sick to death of the false Christian rhetoric that blames the poor for their own hunger, and blames the sick for their own illness, and blames the unemployed for losing their jobs to China and corporate greed.  I am heartily sick of those who want the government out of their business but want it to control what happens in our bedrooms and control a woman's uterus.   Who want to force women to have babies against their will but who time and time again have shown that they only care for that baby from conception to birth.  They don't care if that same baby and/or mother starves, or is sick or dies after the baby is born.   Frankly, my new theory is that the rich and Teahaddists are the business of farming babies for profit. I think Republicans want to grow more babies to attend their "for profit" schools, to provide cheap labor, and then to put them in "for profit" prisons as a way to make more money for corporations and their investors.  I can see the corporations, Republicans, and fake Christians sucking the lifeblood and eating the heart out of the poor and middle class of this country.  We have become Soylent Green for the rich.   


     I expect the Arab Spring will become the American Fall because the anger is palpable out here on Main Street.