Bernie Sanders is dancing around. His ‘revolution’ does not have an organizing committee that is accountable to the public… his voters. He’s trying to cut deals inside the White House and halls of Congress.
What are the deals? Who gets to decide during negotiations? How does a report back to the public happen? Does Bernie get to make all those decisions? Should not happen that way. This is a teaching moment here.
We are on the edge of the cliff now as the corporate oligarchies push for the final solution to any opposition to their ‘full spectrum dominance’. Russia and China top the list of demons. Lap dog nations are rounded up to serve in the US-NATO posse. (Canada is the latest to send 1,000 troops for war games along the Russian border. Disgraceful.)
What happened to the Baby Boomers – they know better than to go along with all this. But they largely bombed out. They generally bought the material line - gave up on the vision of the Indians and the Hippies. Many of them thought Obama represented the epitome of their generation – peace, freedom and respect. He betrayed his followers who were comfortable with his ‘style’, but couldn’t be bothered with his recycled Bush agenda. Fortunately for all of us there are still some grey-haired special people out there pushing hard.
Our future, the kid’s future, is on the line. The sacred ball of life has rolled up to our feet – do we grab it in time?
Gen X, the Millennials, the XYZ-family…. Mr. Big hands us all a name and a script - written and approved by the FBI, CIA, Hollywood, Madison Avenue, Homeland Security, the Pentagon, and those inside the dark halls of corporate HQ in Washington.
The world is crashing toward final war. Can you feel it?
Burnt and blistered afterwords we’d wish we got off our asses more and into the fight to help take back our sacred right to be human – to love and feel a special link to community and the earth.
So now we must move from fear toward hope which comes from the light of truth, faithfulness, and love. It's our only chance.
Don't let Mr. Big's minions divide us again. We need one another.