Saturday, September 30, 2017


"Rosa Parks was not protesting the bus. Ghandi not protesting the food. Players are not protesting the anthem, stupid. Its about the injustice, instead."

I have seen the quote floating about lately. What I get from it is - it doesn't matter why anyone protests anything. Not these days. The reasons, no matter how seemingly valid, simply don't count like they used to. What Rosa Parks did by not giving up that seat no longer matters. Ghandi, and others starving themselves to make a point, big deal. Certainly some overpaid crybaby ballplayers disrespecting the flag doesn't amount to much. All of the protests and sacrifices and loss this country has endured the past 241 years, becoming less important with each passing day. Unraveling at the hands of a truly unwell dictator wannabe and a pack of gut-less bunnies otherwise known as Congress.
It's coming apart. 
Because we live in the United States of America. The land of intolerance divisiveness and hatred. The USA, where we build walls and set quotas and deny entry based solely on your religion or ethnicity. Whether or not you get in dependent on what you look like or how you pray. United effing states of whatever led by a petulant playground bully trying to make us appear tough instead showing us to be the weak, unstable country he is causing us to become.

The not very united states of anything. Where we flush our country down the drain 140 characters at a time using our Constitution as toilet paper.
A big, really dangerous joke.

I am sad. There is just too much wrong here, too much anger, and hate. More and more I am thinking it may be too late to fix this. That we may be remembered as the people who destroyed the greatest human experiment ever attempted. The greatest country on Earth.

Sorry, Rosa. Turns out in the end your bravery didn't count for shit


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