June 14th 2025.
Today was a day of revolt. Today was a day when the American people all across this great land stood up against tyranny! A day when the illegal detention of American citizens by a group of state sanctioned armed racist was given the stamp of disapproval, when Trump received the public black eye he has richly deserved, and the once divided American people stood in unity against their oppressor. Protesters lined the streets of every major city and hundreds of towns to say "NO MORE TYRANY". They marched in the streets, performed in the parks, stood against the police lines and said that they were not going to take Trump and his administrations' pissing on our Constitution. Today was that day!!!!
I took a nap. I slept through the revolution.
I know I had always been the hippie kid who handed out flowers, and talked about Love, and peace and Viva la revolution. Down with racism, oppression, unchecked capitalism and military build up. Power to the People etc etc. But instead I cuddled my dog and went nigh nigh.
Why? I guess in the words of Jon Coffee/Steven King... "I'm tired boss." And not just didn't get enough sleep last night, although that is true. I am tired. I feel I have spent the majority of my life struggling to convince people to be decent to one another and I just don't have it in me anymore. The times I left gatherings in the red county I grew up near tears after having to defend myself and my crazy liberal idea that people should be allowed to exist in peace even if they are a different color or culture. The arguments I've made that people don't "turn gay" or "choose a lifestyle". Arguments that housing, and clean water, and food, and a voice are all human rights until my throat was sore. Trying to teach teens to think critically, and then allowing them to reach their own conclusions. "You are welcome to hold any opinion you wish, but you need to support your opinion with facts, and original rhetoric." Standing for hour in Armory Park, marching through downtown, taking the microphone to talk about how to Occupy Wall St.
And nothing ever changes.
Nothing ever changes, except it does get worse. I expect to get up tomorrow to hear all sorts of news stories about the Protests as we progressive pat ourselves on the back till our trapezius muscles ache and the delight of how angry the little orange tyrant is. And then Monday it will back to the continual SNAFU of American government status quo. Poking the orangutan and his cadre of chimpanzees will just deploy more American citizens against other American citizens as our Democrat leaders sit on their hands. And that will either result in more of the same detention and oppression. Perhaps Israel (that we have foolishly backed since no one wants to be called an anti-semite) will finally piss off Iran enough to start Global Thermal Nuclear War, (not just a game for movies anymore kids!) Hard to say. But this, this is why I didn't go out and sweat and stand and scream at the park and down the sidewalks.
nothing ever changes for the better.
And so today I slept.
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