Friday, May 22, 2020

One Against Many

One may oppose an ideology without being racist. It’s our moral responsibility to stand against those who persecute citizens in the name of economic or ideologic propagation.

History does repeat itself when there are only 7 unjust acts a human may commit against another human. We’re watching an echo of the autumn of 1936 / spring of 1937.

Friday, May 01, 2020

No One's Dummy

As I shuffle through the catalogue of my work, I realized I've written 1,505 works that are merely velocity waves of stuffs I'd thought about. That's a lot of work for essentially nothing. Just thoughts I've had and fleshed into blurts. While I tried to rest today, I've considered that ballsy sin of self-absorbtion. That's a lot of sold pride and wasted effort for something that's virtually unread. But I'm not ashamed.

Writing is how I work through my thoughts so I can form prudent opinions. I've lived an examined life. And I've realized I'm grateful I didn't just coast through my life with society's fist shoved up my ass as it thrusted the party line through my lips.

Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Share And Share Alike

I know social justice is the spine of any civilized society. One word sums up social justice. One word sums up the entire concept. And that word: share.

Heart Attack

Yes. I am sentimental. What I am not: single-minded. I know the human heart has more than a single function. The purpose of a heart is greater than a mere pump of blood.

Tired

I feel like an under-inflated bicycle tire. Each dip in my path makes me feel slightly off-balance and jiggled and jostled.

No Longer Beside Ourselves

Camaraderie in our new society. Heartbreaking.

Saturday, April 18, 2020

Yeah, But Not You

I went outside today - because I was forced by responsibility - and I saw I was alone amidst clusters. No one was social distancing. I alone wore a mask until my sister joined me. I saw picnics on the campus grounds and people playing games with balls or discs. And then I saw an elderly woman (probably a nun. There’s a convent across the street.) She wore a mask and when a group of 6 (clustered in a tight mass) approached her on a sidewalk, she moved off the sidewalk and stood in the street while they passed on the sidewalk.

And I recalled, Lebensunwertes Leben “Life Unworthy of Life.” It was a nazi policy: “for the segments of the populace which, according to the Nazi regime of the time had no right to live. ... The term included people with serious medical problems and those considered grossly inferior according to the racial policy of Nazi Germany.”

I’m watching people who do not care if others get sick. "Only old people die from it!" "They're old. They're going to die anyway!" People are willing to risks their parents’ lives, aunts’ and uncles' lives, the lives of babies with chronic illnesses ... hell anyone in the pursuit of pleasure. The aged and the sick are exchangeable and expendable. Let’s trade Aunt Ruthie for a pick-up game of ball. Let’s trade grandpa for a run along the trail. Let’s trade cancer victims for a drunk.

Well, we justified ourselves and judged we could kill people before they were born and we could kill people as they were dying. 

And now all others are judged unworthy of life in the quest of hedonism.

Extreme? I'm being extreme? End the policy of #StayatHome and start playing the game: Six Degrees of Death or How Many in Your Family Are Dead?