Sunday, October 28, 2012

Yard Signs

A kid came to the house the other day and tried to get me to take a yard sign for one of the local candidates.

Every year it's the same thing:  vote for this, vote against that; say yes, say no; support the kids, protect our seniors; pray for our leaders and throw the bums out.  Even when the economy is in the tank, there is always full employment for the guys making the yard signs.

I told the kid no and it bugs the shit out of me.

Seems ironic now that, while I once was the sharpest part of the sword used to fight for democracy and freedom around the world, I am now afraid to vote in my own country.

I spent too much time playing politicians of one kind or another and I learned from those moves was that the kind of ego it takes to put yourself forward as leader of your people is the same kind of ego that doesn't take kindly to being crossed.

Doesn't matter what the level, power is intoxicating and addictive.  Why else would otherwise sensible people spend many times more to stay in power than the job could possibly pay?

I don't vote because I've got too much to lose.

Sure, it's a piece of shit pension and the health insurance covers less and less every year, but what other choice do I have?

In order for the Secretary to be able to "disavow" us if a project went sideways, they set things up so that we never officially existed. 

Good for the Secretary, but it sucks when it comes to filling out a job application, or trying to get a medical claim paid.

"I'm sorry sir, but we have no record of your service."

Turns out, the last money they ever want to spend on you is for that fucking sheet cake.

I got positions.  You can't be alive in this country and not have positions.  We got positions on everything.  I just keep them to myself is all.  I also have a chronic disease called old age.  Doesn't matter how many hours I spend in the gym, there's no getting away from this.  It's getting so that I'm on first-name terms with the nurses at all of my doctors...and for all the wrong reasons.

I keep my opinions to myself, which is tough for someone my age.  What else have we got to do except share the benefits of our thinking?

It's frustrating.

I watch TV and see the talking heads and the nominees and listen to the talk and I take note of how one day they are for things that they were against the day before.  It must be a wonderful job trying to create coherence out of political expediency.

Look, I get it.  We ran plenty of black hat/white hat operations back in the day.  We would play one side against the other leaving both with the impression that we were their staunchest allies and also their worst enemies.  In those situations, it made sense, we were doing a job.  We were mucking around in somebody else's country. 

I live here.

There are real problems, ones that have nothing to do with swing states and undecideds, but because they are largely confined to safely controlled "red" or "blue" states, they never get the attention they need.  They never get addressed. 

Instead, we are held hostage to the interests and moralities of a handful of states and a small subset of the population.  This is wrong.

Somebody should do something about this.

I can't.  I have a doctor's appointment.

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