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State Of The Dicks

I’m bitter. 

I’m frustrated. 

My anxiety is through the roof.

I’m angry. 

All the time. 

At everything.

I’m tired of everything being so difficult. Life doesn’t have to be this hard. We shouldn’t have to put up with all this unnecessary bullshit. We, as a society, should be so much further advanced than we currently are. If this all sounds vague, that’s because pretty much EVERYFUCKINGTHING is fucked up right now in the world. Everything is so goddamned backwards and counter-intuitive. I’d wonder how in the fuck we got here, but I’ve studied history and I see how we got here. It’s still difficult to believe that this is the world we are currently living in, contrasted with the way I know things should be.  

And I feel robbed. I feel cheated. Not just for me, but, for all of us. We’re trapped inside this ridiculous society that we didn’t build, we didn’t craft, yet we perpetuate because — because that’s the way things are, of course. Things are the way they are because that’s the way they are, it seems. And most people are content to play their part and be the cog in the machine that they were meant to be … 

I don’t know. In a way, that’s kind of how a society has to be, how it has to work. But ours is so fucked up. It’s tolerable, to most, to be a cog in a machine if all the pieces are valued, if there are none strewn about on the floor, discarded, forgotten, broken, if they’re all kept well-oiled, maintained, secure. If the cogs in the machine aren’t taken care of, the machine will stop working. Our machine is starting to shimmy and shake, I think.  

I hope. I mean — things can’t go on like this. This fucking sucks, guys, seriously. What are we doing? Why do we put up with this Corporate Overlord bullshit we’re putting up with? They’re fucking robbing us all blind and paying us shit. How long are we all going to just keep doing this? 

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Burning Down The House

That’s what they’re doing. They’re going to repeal Obamacare. They’re going to repeal the ACA. Contrary to popular opinion, those aren’t two things. They are two different names for the same set of laws. They’re going to mess up Medicare, Medicaid, Social Security, and anything else they can get their grubby paws on. They need to make sure that the filthy rich barely pay any taxes while keeping the military funded. So the average American is just going to have to buck up.

That’s how it is, and there’s nothing you can do about it. You can cry, you can whine, you can scream and shout and protest. It won’t do you any good. They don’t care. The people they need still haven’t figured it out yet. The people they need won’t figure it out until it’s too late. You can try to educate those people. You can try to change their minds. You can try to make them see what is happening. You may get a few. Most of them are too damn stubborn. They like lying to themselves. They get something out of it, I’m not sure what. I have difficulty understanding them.

Hell, I have trouble believing we are the same species. We all know what it feels like to meet someone you just instantly click with. Well, I hope we all do. But the opposite of that exists, as well. Sometimes you meet someone and after talking to them for a while you realize that you disagree with every single thing that comes out of their mouth. Like their brain is the universal counter-balance for your brain and if one of you were to perish while the other still lived, it would throw off the balance of all existence.  But I digress.

My point is this: The people about to be in power know how to manipulate their crowd. If you didn’t vote for them in 2016, they don’t need you to vote for them in 2020. They don’t want you; they don’t need you; they don’t care what you think. They care what their  voters think, those loyal patriots, and they know how to keep their voters. They know what to say and how to say it. So, do what you can, sure. But, buckle-up, things are going to get bad. We’re going to get beaten up. Some people aren’t going to make it through, and that’s the saddest part.

Hey, look on the bright side, though. If they fuck it all up bad enough, yet don’t kill us all, maybe that’ll stir up enough previous non-voters to fix it next time. Well, you know — don’t hold your breath or anything. But feel free to hope.