All week long, I’ve been filing away teeny little reminders of what I should write, but it’s been difficult to summon the will to compose lucid sentences during the little free time I’ve had. Italy was wonderful and rejuvenating and extraordinary (and I guess occasional stories will spill forth from time to time), but being back in the States for just a couple of days nipped all that in the bud. Once I had steady access to the media again, all that tranquility was replaced by dread and anxiety. I’m a little tanner, but it seems that I’ve become a fidgety, lethargic, nervous wreck.
Can you guess why? Yeah, I thought so.
I’m not suffering from some kind of liberal, pacifistic, anti-war reflex, though. I can whip myself into an indignant frenzy when I discuss my views on this situation, but in many respects my reaction is more intellectual than visceral. Though I’m grateful to be able to say this, I’m also not very proud to admit that I don’t really have a true sense of the scale of destruction that has been and will be occurring, one which can stir true empathy. That luxury, I think, is exactly what feeds into the thing that really is twisting me into such knots: the way our republic seems to be disintegrating around us, without much effective opposition.
Every day it’s getting worse, this feeling that we’re on a runaway train. The start of the attacks this week just feels like the part of that nightmare where we come around the bend toward the bridge that’s been washed out. We all knew it was there, but now we see it. I fiercely disagree with how our government has been been behaving. I see a concensus about Saddam Hussein being a thug, but I haven’t seen enough compelling arguments to justify what we’re doing about it. There’s a lot of manipulation, distortion of facts, empty rhetoric, and more hypocrisy than I can shake a stick at, but not enough substantial reasoning to convince me that our nation should be behaving this way. I hear proclamations of our commitment to liberty, to freedom, to compassion, but all I see is a reality that belies those things: censorship in the name of free speech, hostility in the name of peace, persecution in the name of liberty, and self-interest in the name of patriotism. I don’t really think any of this is new to America’s history, but it’s getting absurd. I’ve never felt so strongly that we’ve already lost too much ground to make things right again. Our democracy feels all topsy-turvy: are representatives don’t seem to represent us, our freedoms are selectively doled out and rigorously controlled, our corporations have more rights and privileges than our citizens. How do we keep letting this happen?
What the fuck, ya know? Is anyone ever going to convince us that the emperor has no clothes?
I keep saying “us” and “we” because despite all the disagreement that I know is out there, it still feels like discourse is dead. Everyone talks or shouts but no one ever listens. Even if we disagree how things are done, though, we’re still stuck in the same boat together, and it’s still sinking, even if a bunch of us keep trying to do something about it. We’re not really free because we’re all going down the drain together, whether we like it or not.
Feh. It’s making me crazy.
You’re not alone! I (along with probably millions of others) have been feeling the same way. I began feeling this shift as we entered the 80’s, but since Dubya took the helm, the feelings have grown more intense day by day.
I love this country, served 4 years in the military, and grow increasingly saddened about how our republic is being destroyed from the inside.
When I was a kid, many foreign countries looked up to us as a beacon of hope. Now it seems more and more either hate or fear us.
What bothers me even more, I have this nagging feeling deep down that things will get worse and that king george will get re-elected, no contest.
Saddam is a bloodthirsty thug, no contest, but how many other thugs are out there? Will be be going to war with Iran, Korea, etc, etc, depending on who our leader seems is part of the axis of evil. Life is beginning to resemble Orwell’s 1984, with a bit of Huxley’s Brave New World thrown in. Scazry scary shit.
From ghosties, ghoulies, goblins, despots, huge ego’d elitists and things that go bump in the night, Lord God deliver us!
The thing about no one listening is what’s been bugging me a lot lately. You hit that right on the head.
You’ve summed up beautifully and concisely what I (and I know many others) have been feeling for quite some time. I’ve found it very difficult to put into words myself. Thank you for addressing these issues to succinctly. It’s always great to read your posts.
I can’t remember the figures -but isn’t the case America-land has an almost ridiculously low turn-out when it comes to voting in the big elections? It doesn’t show much respect for the democratic process if most of the population just couldn’t be bothered with it. Now as to why our Tony is so gung-ho behind Bush is beyond me -I can only suspect the CIA must have some dirt on him, since nothing else makes any sense.
Yep, America is basically over. As Michael Moore says, we’re in the 23rd year of the Reagan Administration, and there’s no going back. And the sad thing is we deserve it.
I was figuring on moving to Canada in my mid 50s, but I think that’ll be pushed up.