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Politics for Poets

Wake up!

I wrote two essays about hate and race baiting A'holes, but I won't post them here.

Is there a Council for Constitutional Competency? Do some people study law as only theory? That way they learn how to subvert written constitutions as a way to get their way, do as they will, live in the Nietzschesc now? take take take but make sure ya give some of it back?

It's a hard day when people divert to worst urges. There are those better urges: the urge to be heroic by choosing not try to be such. The urge to give back when you realize that you took too much. the urge to not expect the world to applaud just because you do the right thing. The urge to teach the children how to teach each other to be good for each other and for us. The urge to get away from demagoguery and those who look for all-knowing kings to rule over them. They call these people 'czars', as a throw back to the central plan of the central planners who are here and planning for everyone to dance the dance that they say to dance.

Regulate the regulators to deregulate is what I say. We need a saner way to more forward into a better future. We can not have the johnny-come-lately regulator (just appointed) suddenly foisting upon the nation random regulations that we can't know before we pass a bill but "have to read" to know what's in it. No. And Constitutional officers ought to know the Constitution.

How about a rule where a legislator votes for a law that he/she has not read, then that vote is voided? How about we train everyone to be lawyers and also have some other trade and no person can just be a lawyer? That way we'd be playing on an even playing field. What if we required, as a way to graduate, one has to provide [some predetermined token amount] in sales at some sales job? What if every kid who graduates from 10th grade had to show proficiency at soldering? What if robotics competitions were a requirement of 2nd grade?

OK, I've ratcheted up the ridiculousness. I guess readers can tell why I'm not on a local school committee. I will say it again. (I've said it so many times before) Most things in Government are not broken and do not need extensive mucking with by government d'jour just-elected populists with a 'new vision' and 'hope' and 'etcetera'. Parts of government that are not broken should not be subjected to the controlled burn that social-engineering busy-body activasts and self-interested others (who may or may not exist, and may, or may not be, just figments of the writer's mind, or of the reader's mind after the writer puts it in there, or just figment of some random person's imagination.)

I'm not saying that some things don't need to change. Just pick things that really need to be changed. Not things that just give power over to corruptocrates and who-ever-they-ares (the great-may-be-imagined). We live in a world were very many people seek to put themselves at an unfair advantage. Or people imagine that other people are doing so so much better than they are when that is just a delusive concept about someone else. Envy is what it is called. And when we feel (as human beings) envy we don't envy the actual person, but only the imaginings of our own mind that we delude that the other person has or is. We imagine the other person as having some quality that we imagine that we do not have. We may, in fact, be the only person who recognizes that quality. And, in that sense, because we have the envy about that quality we are the only one who even knows about it. So we are the thing that we envy, in that sense. So let it all go. Puff.

Yes there are many things in government that need repair or improvement. But controlled burn of the private sector by over-regulating federalistas is troubling and counter commercial. The public ignores, by necessity, the over-regulations. And at the point in time when there are too many regulations people only follow what they hope to be the way that results in them getting the least amount of blame. We all are then technically criminals even though not reasonable law-enforcment guy (at least the good kind like we have here) will dare enforce the stupidly written regulations of over reaching federalissimo.

And in places like here there will still be order because the common wealth is great and the people do joyously respect it. They may make arguments against the waste and the avarice. But they will feed the babes and give them homes. That is what really needs to be done. The people and the state will do that here.

Sad to see those endless revolutions in the old world. Why is it the business of anyone when people get shelled by a despotic federallissimo idiota dictator like in Syria? Why should anyone outside of Syria care?

How could we not care? But to intervene? When did it become the job of the USA to be the policeman of the world? Does it get back to the "babies must be fed, don't care whose baby's they are" argument of the social-compact (that we all follow without really thinking that hard about it)? Are we wired to want to intervene? Is it because we see the overwhelming power of the state (not ours, but theirs, Syria) being used against innocents? Is it just that the random shelling of a civilian area ought just be considered a war crime? But doesn't that put a lot (a very lot) of our people up to be considered as possible criminals?

Did anyone ever ask who it was that made the decision to do dastardly things against civilians in one of the past wars? Do we make our old men go before judges and explain themselves? "Mr. Old-guy who is unwell and ill, we know that you were somehow involved with the choice of bombs to use in the . . . " The old guys in a wheelchair. He has his medical devices attached to him. He can't remember if this is a hotel or a gymnasium. He starts talking about an Arctic expedition he went on where he (for real) "saved 12 guys on a fishing boat and thus saved the whole world." His eyes catch the light. Someone somewhere loves him even if he was the one who loaded bombs on a bomber on it's way to Dresden (or any German city).

Hey, what should we do? We've got so many problems here that another war would be a tragedy. But they will do what they do and my opinion on it will continue to be irrelevant to them. In twenty years everything will be different. The controlled burn of the various economies of the West may continue unabated. Here the may-be-fiction despot money-whores cry: "Destroy industries for fun and profit. Bring low the haughty union-paid."

This is fiction, folks, mascarading as morally mushy social-political commentary. The may-be-fiction money whores, of course, do not exist. Anyone who would think that they might be one of them would see it in themselves. They would find guidance to become morally elevated and then would reform and exhibit charity. They would find their moral core. They would share.

I think I've blogged enough today.

Life goes on.

April 19, 2012

~ OK Now.

My fondest recollections
she quips were fonder still
when I didn't remember.
Ha Ha Ha she laughs.
I love her though she is insane
in love
with someone else
who she can never have
just like me.
 
 I Gotta let it go. 
   ya
 I gotta let you know.
   na

  I don't know it
  I don't know it
 what you're trying to show me
  I don't know it
  I don't know it
 you're not wanting to know me

 I gotta let it go.
  ya
 I gotta let you know.
  na

 I don't want it
 I don't want it
what your trying to give me
 I don't need it
 I won't heed it
how your trying to rig me

  I'm just an old sailboat
      on an olden tour
  I've got alot that I float
    and I will endure

  I don't need you
  I don't need you
  to leave now
  I don't want you
  I don't want you
  to leave now

  So why can't you stay?
    Just cause I won't do what you say?
  If that's your way
   I don't want to play.

   I'll take my guitar
   I'll get in my car
   See me driving away
   Other's will listen to hear me play.

 And I don't know it
  I don't know it
 what you're trying to show me.
  
 And I don't know why
  I don't know why
 you're trying to snow me.

 And I don't know it
  I don't know it
 what you're trying to show me.

And I don't know why
  I don't know why
 you're trying to snow me.

  repeat and fade.