Anonymous my butt.
I am feeling a bit hung over from all the ugly news of the last five days. Yet as I look around my newly adopted home, we are light years away from ‘sophisticated’ demonstrations of Wal-Mart, Black Friday and Thanksgiving that the rest of the US experienced. I doubt anyone here owns a Guy Fawkes mask, nor like the rest of the easily lead protesters in the US, would they know or even care who Guy Fawkes was, unless they happened to be British ex-pats. However, it would not surprise me if even the Brits didn’t know the history either. I am still scratching my head over how Wal-Mart and Ferguson seem to be connected in the minds of this new crop of intellectual revolutionaries.
But I guess the mask must be cool on a stick. Another soulless generation has sprung up that believes it is so very deep. Perhaps there are some budding counter-culture musicians who will rise to undeserved prominence as they did in the 60’s. I am so out of touch (by choice, mind you) of trends today. Odd how this cycle of mindless protest and violence erupts every sixty or so years.
I keep trying to stay out of the debate, but it draws me in like a magnet. I want to be like the one neighbor here who used to have a giant illuminated plastic Santa near the gate to leading his ranch, beside it he had a hand lettered sign saying [PUT CHRIST BACK IN CHRISTMAS!], and another sign nailed on the gate post that said, [TRESPASSERS WILL BE SHOT!]. But ignorance of the human condition is not comforting to me. I do not find comfort with either side. On one side are the Jingoists, on the other the Globalists. Both views are malodorous exaggerations that get people killed by the millions.
Maybe this will be a week of quietness as the rioters have to return to their classrooms or labors. I can’t seem to tear myself away from the newsfeeds. I need to know, even if it is hugely slanted coverage by reporters so full of hubris that they consider themselves gods.
So on this cold and windy December day, inside where it is warm and the coffee is copious, I watch the world outside both my virtual window, and my glass window, and try to make sense out of a world gone mad.
2 thoughts on “Anonymous my butt.”
December 1, 2014 at 11:06 am
You need to be like me and just stop reading and watching the news as much as you possibly can. It makes for a much more serene life from day to day. The world has gone mad, but my little piece of this world shall remain peaceful and normal in as much as I can control it. I say let them burn the town, burn their houses and burn themselves in the process . I won’t worry about them until they invade my home and then…… I will deal with it !!!
Have a beautiful day dear Rusty and turn off the news, AND the computer if you have to !
December 1, 2014 at 11:37 am
LOL! Yeah … I try sometimes … but ever so often, I got to peek out into the world to see what is going on …