September 2007 archive

Yesterday I was exceedingly rude to our wonderful, and btw, quite good looking in those lovely shoes, Universe!

I would like to, at this point humbly apologize to the Universe and ask it what it is drinking and could I possibly buy it a fresh one and by the way I’m very sorry, please excuse me, I will be happy to not GBCW and keep writing essays and diaries, and whenever you see fit to hook my power up and give me lights and a refrigerator and a blessed ceiling fan and even…..gasp…..air freaking conditioning I will be more than grateful and promise to never be such a sodding wanker again, thankyouverymuch!

I doubt that many – if any – read the air traffic contollers’ blogs.  There is one called The Main Bang, written by John Carr, that I most vigorously advocate for inclusion here.  I would be ecstatic if John became a front pager here.  He is the past president of NATCA – The National Air Traffic Controllers Association.  That is the union formed after Reagan gutted PATCO and fired controllers en masse in August of 1981.

The only thing we have to fear is fear itself, and lemme tellya, I’m scared shitless that the economy will be tanking, um, soon. Sometime soon. I’m also a bit concerned that we’ll be Bombing Beautiful Persia within two months. Or tomorrow. Who can say? I’m mildly worried that White Male Christian Dominionists will, in short order, be transforming our country’s military into their own personal paintball game, and in the process taking over everything else with ridiculous ease. Some people tell me that I’m overrreacting, but I don’t think so, dude.

We hear that 9/11 changed everything.  And we know that’s not the whole truth.  9/11 changed people through their emotional response, and the opportunistic pounced on the opportunity to change the rest of the ‘everything’. 

9/11/01 changed how we feel about our world, yet I feel more fear and less hope today than i did then.  9/11/01 was merely the catalyst.

I’m not a poet, a preacher, a politician, or a philosopher.  I have no wise words, on this anniversary, no perspective to offer.  Only quotes about change.

Anniversaries are days we tend to look back. But today, while I reflect, I am also committing to looking forward.  To change.  9/11/07 could change ‘everything’, too.  All it wants is a catalyst. 

(I will be returning to writing primarily about American Indian History and its related issues after this diary. Also, this is very long; so get some coffee if you need to or make a pot. It’s long.)

I had the extremely displeasurable experience of playing in an evangelical church after Hurricane Katrina. “This is Spiritual Warfare,” “Homosexuality is an abomination,” and “There is evil in the earth” were spewed like venom.

I got sick and tired of being screamed at, so I grabbed a pencil and some paper and wrote a poem instead of listening to all the hate. I tried to imagine what Jesus might feel like if he really did “come back,” what he might say now, and how he might feel. First though, let’s look at “Hagee, Iran, and ‘Theocratic Automatic Fascism'” after putting Apocalyptic Christianity into a historical perspective.

(cross posted from daily Kos)

It’s the anniversary. I was there, in the building.  More below.