Blankets are okay but they slip and slide

Jan 25, 2009 22:23

You get uncovered when you have to reach for things!



Obama is fascinating. I'm still at a loss here if he's doing something... wonderful, some beautiful, American hopeful, intent on doing what's right and what's needed. The lone Washington paving the way for a Democracy we should be having.

He's austere, dignified, the image of responsible Americans, getting down to business - the perfect 21st century model of a leader - admitting the obvious problems without hiding them behind poli-speak.

I can't trust it. I really can't. What politician is anything like this? In reality? The only conclusion I can come to is that Obama, and his administration, amongst others, have finally realized the pull citizens are gaining. We're becoming, the laymen are becoming, more educated and knowledgeable about the corruptness of our government because our leaders have gotten sloppy.

Is it possible Obama is planning to change that? To cover the obvious delinquencies with honesty, and outright lie - for example, will we perhaps actually have a more open government because of the freedom of information act that is in fact instated already but simply ignored? Or will this do nothing but make those that saw the flaws in the system just assume it is fixed while it goes about hiding more information?

There will be the few trickles of information to convince the doubters of course.

I'm not sure. Maybe I'm just pessimistic. I'm certainly hopeful. The first White House meeting, where they swore in the executive staff, was amusing to say the least.

Of course, the media ate it up. It's easy enough to poke so much fun at these things instead of covering important news.

But my pessimism goes further eh. Ultimately I still feel that the two party system is only built to build allegiances, party loyalty (distractions for the public!) is rampant enough for people to just assume their wishes would be made if someone else was in charge, instead of finding out who influence those in charge.

I get back to whatever I was doing, whatever I've been doing this last year or so, having conversations with my mother about how she's worried she made the wrong decisions in life and the constant searching for something new to be able to save herself. From my grandmother, I take it, who's irritation in life was obvious when she visited - my mother can't take care of her, or herself, and my grandmother isn't able to afford living. We did what we could, still do.

Where in life could we be without the support that makes it possible? The hardships that succumb to our latter days - or not? What can we learn along the way, that living on little and holding true values is superior to anything else? But it's not always enough. What is in life? We live in a capitalist society, it's the thread that binds us to try to find happiness in capital. We can escape it, sure.

Eh. It's this that bothers me. I remember when I knew Serena for that short (and yet too long) month, someone who couldn't afford anything, trying to make it as a photographer and musician. I kind of laughed - I mean, it's hard to do such things without an angle, great inspiration or talent, or even with all that it's still very difficult without say a great connection. "How are you going to make a living if photography or music doesn't work out?" I ask, her annoyed murmurs answer back "It will work out." I don't have that resolve, maybe that's how I hold myself back.

What happened? For the all the people that try to become musicians, it seems like only in the last thirty years have people tried to be. All the greats it seemed to be secondary until at some point when they had to make real decisions they decided to jump into a second love - music. Jimmy Page wanted to study biology to cure cancer. Roger Waters was an architectural student. Now it seems like an actual good deal of people who go out to study music make it in some way, as a primary study.

I feel I could write something pertinent and meaningful here. Maybe even inspiring. But I am done typing and without concluding anything. That's life.
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