The “reality” being sold, shoved in your face every-time you foolishly turn on the corporate owned news, is as fake as Donald TROLLMP’s hair. It is a well-crafted tale of literary proportions, fiction at its best or its worst… that is if you take the time to deconstruct the narrative.
I used to buy into that fiction. There was comfort in believing the GREATEST STORY ever told, no not the one that has a Caucasian man in the middle east some two thousand years ago rising from the dead so you can be free of sin, I’m talking about my personal journey that led me to believe that the Lib/Progressive/Democrat democrat label meant something.
I have written before about how as a child I watched family members stand up for the Democrat party, how my uncle had a great portrait of John F. Kennedy right at the entrance to his apartment—I’m talking right in your face, next to it a foul mouth parrot, how I put on a tie to join my dad as he stood in line to cast a vote against Reagan because he hated the “son of a bitch” (later we had pizza YUCK!) or on the previous Realm Blog entry that I feel a vote is an ancestral “-a vote is the primordial spark of the human spirit daring to demand equality for all…on a ballot.”
With the advent of social media I saw how people across the nation, and the world, have similar IMPRINTS that form the basis of who they are political, it goes without saying that these constructs are just expression of who we are at our cores, not the whole enchilada but certainly significant enough.
For me the Liberal LABEL meant more than just the dictionary definition. Just looking at a typical entry will give you a wide range of what a liberal is supposed to be:
In my world it meant most of the ‘googable’ definition but it also meant that one does not trade in the basic tenets for political gain. Sure my hypocrisy manifests itself here and there– I have written about even though I knew much of what makes me oppose HELLary today back in 08, I made the compromise and voted for her over Obama…the same false rallying call to TOE THE PARTY LINE was loud and just as contrived then as it is today.
During the Obama administration the frustration with my LIBERAL brethren has grown, sure we are still aligned ideological with what matters the most but I cannot be part of a group of people that all my life has been saying, “Be just”, “Be logical”, “stand-up to corruption”, “Same rules for everyone” only to watch them reject these things in order to elect a candidate because “Her time has come.” The arguments used to prop-up this corporatist candidate are the same used by the RIGHT WING to elect their bigots–scary some times almost word for word.
For me the Lib/Progressive/Democrat democrat label has no longer any real value, Democracy it seems has been reduced to a cheering contest between patients of different mental asylums—“crazy” is not just for Republicans anymore kids!
Today the label has been stripped, but the contents in the unmarked container still remain the same, still the old ethos, still the same guy. I just don’t need to make compromises because other’s want to act against their best interest. Who knows maybe if enough unlabeled cans will be opened and we can make a nice salad, I just hope that the establishment LIBS like Lima beans…
Maybe it’s time for me to buy a great fouled mouth parrot; the first thing I will teach it to say is FUCKING FAKE LIBERALS!