October 21, 2024
At last report, there were 8.2+ billion people on this planet.
Two of them, one man and one woman, are political rivals
waging campaigns to win the office of the Presidency of the United States
by popular vote; and are wasting tons of the people's money in the process.
There are some 8.2+ billion people world-wide who wouldn’t give
you the time of day for that thankless, scarecrow job.
The world will not benefit by any one individual fulfilling his or her
fantasies on a grander scale.
I give you the Caesars, the Pharaohs, Ghandi, the Ptolemies,
the Hanovers, MLKJ, the Bonapartes, Santa Ana. Thomas Alva Edison.
Mother Teresa. The Pope. Jesus Christ.
Medicine, the (paradoxically) healthiest of the fast-eroding
institutions (i.e., religion,
family, science/technology, education, governance), has not yet
found a cure for flesh-eating megalomania.
I give you Kim Jong Un, Nicolás Maduro, Bashar Al-Assad,
Benjamin Netanyahu, Robert Mugabe, General Idi Amin Dada,
Recep Tayyip Erdoğan, Vladimir Putin, and “Donald Trump.” This
new breed has reduced the standards for “low-life,
worthless bastard” to an even deeper low.
“The man who would be king” is an amphibian. He lives
underwater, but surfaces to breathe clean air before somebody
else gets a chance to. There's hardly enough to go around as
it is. The water gets worse by the day. Man cannot live by cake alone.
There's not enough of that to go around either.
The first of Earth’s
great civilizations have existed in one form or another for
millennia, and are still doing fine, not completely free of inner strife, but
moving on. The glory and the grandeur of Egypt's,
Greece's and Rome's Golden Ages will never be equaled. Sumeria, maybe
the greatest of all, has splintered through the ages into warring
states – Israel one of them – that are slowly being turned to stone
by their inherited Assyrian ruthlessness.
Americans, not quite
having outgrown their adolescence, seem to be already in their phase of "bread
and circuses." The United States' topographical configuration and their varied
social and economic differences are a ripe environment for rival idealisms and
opinions and (tragically) out and out hostility. (Remember the "Civil War?")
Because in
not quite two centuries and a half, America has gone from the promise of Utopia to a
spooked existentialist myopia. Never a "nation of shopkeepers," or of voluntary serfdom,
it has always imported them; but now, no longer desperate for outside help, they're putting
newcomers in cages.
King "Wannabe's" unintelligible rants are meant to stir this restless cauldron
of diversity into an even dumber cure for dystopia: autocracy, the divine right of morons.
He's begun to sound as if he'd pull his pants down for anybody who can play "scratch"
golf.
But the "Lady" sounds sincere about her intention to bring back law and order and an equal
distribution of justice and security and truth to the people of this country.
A lot more than the price of eggs hangs on this election. It's about the right of an
individual to make his or her own decisions. If you believe that it takes money to solve
the problems of this country, then do it the right way: keep it in your pocket. This
country (YOU!) is rolling in dough. Don't let anybody kid you that it's not.
But why give it to a moron who lets his henchmen use what he doesn't steal himself,
to upgrade their own lifestyle.
When you choose, make sure that you're not selling the future of your grandchildren
for the price of gasoline or a can of pork and beans.
Noe.
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