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America - You Ungrateful Slut

 Politics, loathe or love it, people forget sometimes the reason it is so messed up is that it deals with us people, the citizens. We have a good way of forgetting how we have gotten this far too, we are in fact our own worst enemy.
  As I see the constant attacks on everything like it is some continued version of Bush's shock and awe campaign, I wonder. What the heck is the next President going to go through? What is the ultimate end game in all of this? With Women and the Hispanic population now cautioning Democrats about being too cocky about their vote, I have to just shake my head. With Sanders supporters unable to vote for the other blue ticket and a little too much hugging at the hip of Trump's camp, I have to just shake my head. With the messages that I am getting from the people, the citizens and their wishes... I can't just shake my head, the Exorcist comes to mind as my head spins round and round. No wonder the debate clubs are vanishing around the country we are too inane and ignorant  for it to be effective anymore. The truth is no longer a precious commodity, but simply a casualty to the beasts of misinformation and lies. Any meager wordsmith can whip up those potions and they do.
  The other day I heard a friend say how grateful he was that he didn't get what he deserved. That is a very true and powerful statement to someone like me. I applied that to the larger picture, this picture of US. Those folks that want so much to live in their own Utopia, fit perfectly into their own places. What if they got everything they ever needed and wanted? From the looks of things, they would just find some way to complain.
 These next administrations have more work to do than ever before. We have thrown out any and all honor and respect for the position and wiped away all of it from the person during the campaign trail. Systematically erode every decision and every attempt at solutions then complain that nothing ever changes. If that is not a huge hit me sign for the Karma bus I have no idea what else would be. Not only that, but when you do come up with a solution or a plan and work is being accomplished, the very folks that are being helped decry your efforts as well. America, you're an ungrateful slut.
   The land of the free and home of the brave is no longer either of those things. We are more the land of the greed and the home of the naive. The lining of the very history we share is sewn with every other civilization, made with parts from all over the world. We cling to the notion like some grand comforter that we are all of that and more. Never stopping long enough to realize what those words really mean. Yeah, we are the best because of all the things we are, not of all the things we can keep away or hide.
 Eventually if we work hard enough to keep this human being racket going. We will end up in our Utopia's, in our perfect worlds. We will have everything we ever needed or wanted and live in our own perfect little worlds. The movies Wall-e and Idiocracy come to mind as well, their twisted but rather truthful depiction of our future's make me shake my head. When it is all said and done though, when the last one of us humans perishes on this or some far off planet. I am sure that those last few words of ours will be a complaint of some kind. Wondering even then, why we couldn't have it all.
 Even as I write this Yabberz is in the middle of some kind of takeover by the right. Calls of liberal pussies and the upvoting of conservative only voices. The headlines that of the National Enquirer, the conspiracy theories rampant, lies and misinformation passed along like gospel. Is it any wonder we are where we are, people don't want the the truth, they simply need to be right... consequences be damned.
  We are now too busy creating false perceptions to envision a true ones again. We are done for if we cannot see that. We have not gotten what we deserve... yet. In the meantime though we certainly have plenty to bitch about.













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