The following op-ed article was in The New York Times this morning, lest we not forget what this day is about: “AMERICA remembers the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. as a national champion of civil rights. But he was an international icon, too — and like many icons, his legacy was used for a range of purposes that moved far beyond, and even ran counter to, his famous dream. ”
I also recommend Paul Krugman’s piece, “How Fares The Dream?”
To paraphrase Ernest Thayer:
“Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville – mighty Casey has struck out.”
Though I’m any longer sure that anywhere in this “favored land the sun is shining bright,” save on those 1% we increasingly hear about.
I look at the GOP and have to wonder who these people really are? They seem beyond heartless, soulless. And that was before the campaign started…it’s gotten worse. Who the hell cares about how Mitt made his dough, or any of them for that matter? Yet, that now seems to be the greatest debate among these cannibals. Oh, yeah, occassionally one hears about abortion. I’m not going to discuss my views on that (you probably know them anyway), and frankly, I’m not sure that’s even an issue for these folks: It’s a Supreme Court issue.
There’s a lot of talk about taxes, or how they should be reduced. Please. Enough already. Don’t tell me that lower taxes will increase jobs. It doesn’t work that way. There’s no debate here.
One of these days these guys are going to have to come up with an argument, a positive argument, a strong argument and a strong program for creating jobs. They’re not doing it. I’m not certain the guy in the White House is doing much of a job either at solving this awful problem.
I certainly you’re not listening to the so-called “pundits” on either side of the aisle – they have no idea of your situation, or mine or anyone’s but their own.
We need to find some true legislators, great thinkers and great politicians (and, that doesn’t have to be a dirty word; it’s an honorable profession of service, or was anyway) to bring our nation back.
While I’m a die-hard Democrat, I really don’t care where they come from. But I will tell you that I am so tired of this garbage coming from the campaign and out of Washington that it’s beyond even my comprehension.
To paraphrase Ernest Thayer:
“Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville – mighty Casey has struck out.”
Though I’m any longer sure that anywhere in this “favored land the sun is shining bright,” save on those 1% we increasingly hear about.
I look at the GOP and have to wonder who these people really are? They seem beyond heartless, soulless. And that was before the campaign started…it’s gotten worse. Who the hell cares about how Mitt made his dough, or any of them for that matter? Yet, that now seems to be the greatest debate among these cannibals. Oh, yeah, occassionally one hears about abortion. I’m not going to discuss my views on that (you probably know them anyway), and frankly, I’m not sure that’s even an issue for these folks: It’s a Supreme Court issue.
There’s a lot of talk about taxes, or how they should be reduced. Please. Enough already. Don’t tell me that lower taxes will increase jobs. It doesn’t work that way. There’s no debate here.
One of these days these guys are going to have to come up with an argument, a positive argument, a strong argument and a strong program for creating jobs. They’re not doing it. I’m not certain the guy in the White House is doing much of a job either at solving this awful problem.
I certainly you’re not listening to the so-called “pundits” on either side of the aisle – they have no idea of your situation, or mine or anyone’s but their own.
We need to find some true legislators, great thinkers and great politicians (and, that doesn’t have to be a dirty word; it’s an honorable profession of service, or was anyway) to bring our nation back.
While I’m a die-hard Democrat, I really don’t care where they come from. But I will tell you that I am so tired of this garbage coming from the campaign and out of Washington that it’s beyond even my comprehension.
I am so tired of the Right Wing slamming the National Health Care Act and Medicare. It is not “Obamacare,” as that bitch Bachmann tagged it: It is National Health Care. This is a heartless, dogmatic and borderline evil element of our nation to believe that we should not share in the help of others. Yeah, sure, there are problems with the new legislation; and there are clearly problems with Medicare, but they can be resolved. Right now, they’re all we’ve got and it makes me so angry when I hear this rhetoric on the part of those “haves” who simply don’t care about those less fortunate.
It is so extraordinary to me that we have become a nation so full of those who believe that G** is driving their thoughts and that those who can’t work or afford health insurance should just be left out or even discarded.
So let me tell you, this is an angry morning for me and for those of you who care to debate the subject, there is no debate. We take care of our own, and in many cases, those who are not our own. If it’s a religious issue with you, then forget it: It’s not. If you think G** should be delivering messages on how our government should operate, well, He has better things to do.
This is up to us and if you’re not willing to help your fellow man in this most appropriate manner, then it’s time for you to learn to or just keep your bloody mouths shut.
It is my birthday, a year from 7 decades. I don’t announce that, nor did I discuss earlier to at least tacitly solicit congratulatory notes. It is simple to me: I am so surprised to have reached this age.
Over my life I’ve seen many things great and small; good and bad. How odd that the bad: Wars, Wounds, Ex-Wives; a range of issues that most, if not all would consider negative, if not in case of some, horrific, come to mind first.
Not even my beloved sons come to mind first at this point, save that I don’t know how much longer I have which means to me how much longer I’ll be able to visit or talk with them.
They are older now; they have their own lives. Unquestionably, I know I am important to them and that they love me. But I am not a parent who remains in their lives constantly. We talk when there is something about which to talk; we love one another and that is enough I should think.
And, now, I’m done for the day…maybe.
