Crazy Horse
Fought the good fight
It’s 5:40 AM here in Baltimore and I just got up and saw the news. What I’m feeling in this moment is what I believe Crazy Horse must have felt like…or Geronimo when they finally had to give up the fight and go live on a reservation. There were so many lies, so many broken promises, so many broken treaties by the white men who did not care about them or their culture…or their spiritual beliefs.
I really can’t believe that so many of my fellow Americans have given Donald a pass and power again. It boggles my mind.I have some real fear about where this will go. God bless the immigrants and Ukraine.
Peace….
I'm maintaining a STOIC facade which would do credit to Mr. Spock or Lt. Data, but on the inside I'm weeping more than I EVER did for my late father & vomiting like I ate a 6 - month old sandwich from a vending machine ( which actually happened on a past job ) or a slice of moldy pizza crawling with God - Knows - What. WHAT. THE. FREAKING. HELL. HAPPENED ?
If greater than half the populace think: ‘he’s my kind of guy’, then that says something. We’ve devolved into a self serving, me first society demanding ‘instant gratification’. No common cause, or sense, no sense of sacrifice for the greater good, just ‘what’s mine is mine, and what’s yours soon will be’ mentality. I know good, decent, honest, actually hard working and successful people who have been completely brainwashed into believing that ‘he’s their guy’. It’s seriously making me wonder about whether I just thought’ all those positive traits about them when all along they were just as self serving as ‘their guy’. And that’s a real shitty place to be. My adult daughter called me at 2Am in tears. That’s what life in our world is now. I reminded her of an age old philosophy: Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty, so never give up hope and stay focused. We can’t give up!