It’s not that I don’t like the running display of important issues that plays out across the various displays of New Media. The dialogues about war may save your life; the talk about economic injustice may stop a cave-in to an even deeper depression. But I do harbor a particular gripe—and have a proposal for how we might firm up the base that supports all of the really good work that gets done.
Let me ask this. Do you love “political season”? There are good reasons to welcome it. The democracy is updated by the passion and spirit people muster up. My gripe is that the bullshit is so thick. It’s all over everywhere propping up poor candidates and weak ideas. People are often focused on the superficial--while the underlying power of rational, mutually beneficial solutions get missed altogether. And when it’s done with, the elected officials go back to pay their debts and prepare for the next go ‘round. More than any time in history, politics is a racket. The masses tune out again as the pros battle among themselves for Name and Gain.
But is there really much of a political solution? Not much. A very slow course interrupted by a commercial every three minutes.
So to be brief, here’s my proposal for a solution. It can be spotted in this pic or gone into a bit more deeply at this vertical scroll. This is part two of a quick three part series. My involvement with it does not go much beyond the full four-parts of the proposal. But I’m sure I’ll continue to run into the little frogs living in the trash-infested “one great lake” they know only...and will talk about a world beyond which many don’t suspect could truly exist.
One more metaphor—it comes from Buddhist Literature.
There was an old house where the inhabitants stayed locked inside with covers on the windows. They kept the lighting muted as they had become older and didn’t like to see the cracks in each other’s faces or take notice of the decay that set in around them. Instead, they spent each day occasionally gazing at the pictures of young people frolicking and told themselves; “we will frolic again too once the rains have passed”. Upstairs, young Bud watched the Jerry Springer Show and The Cartoon Network’s, “You Can Suck My Nuts Bitch”—his favorite show. His sister Lucy painted her hair different Disney Colors and did a lot of texting on her phone.
Then a day came when a man arrived (he is presumed to be one of the many incarnations of the Buddha). Seeing the house was filled with bugs and cobwebs and rodents and countless stacks of old magazines and boxes of VCR tapes…he uncovered the windows, opened the door, and tried to coax them out of the old home….
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I don’t remember how the story went after that…Anyway, if you get a chance, go take a look at the third out of four sections of my proposal that I have put up. It shows why INSURANCE is a key to National Defense and hints as just how we should regard it.