#1 - Oust BushCo
This is the year of the end of Bush. This is the year of the end of the end of the nasty hissing political Scylla that is CheneyRummyAshcroftRove. This is the year we say good-bye to the collective spiritual and intellectual gouge. This is the year we all wake the hell up.
...This is the year you do one thing that absolutely terrifies you but which you know, deep down, is good and vital for your soul. The year you vow to break your own traditions. When you swear to sin, deeply and profoundly, against your own preconceived sanctimony.
Maybe that means dissolving, like fog in the sun, a cold batch of your bitter religious training. Maybe that means jumping off the high cliff of your most naughty inhibitions. Maybe that means nothing more than no longer living for the sake of someone else's perception of who you're supposed to be. Maybe it's cutting your hair. Joining a protest. Protesting a join. Winking instead of sneering. Swallowing instead of spitting.
This is the year you open your mind, just a little, broaden your media world, just a little, vary your sources and question the spoon-fed truths and the force-fed fabrications. It is the year we take more personal responsibility. For our actions. For our posturing. For our gluttony and violence and intolerances. Our god cannot beat their god. There is no superior race. We are all immigrants. The clenched fist is not the new American symbol.
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Can we get behind that, people?
....hey, do what you want....you will anyway.
Wednesday, January 07, 2004
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