it's sunday. after a long, hot, sweltering week of bus rides and ass numbing boredom it's finally time to do nothing. drinking an ice cold beer for breakfast and looking myself in the mirror; i'm confronted with the same question that haunts me everyday. my bloodshot eyes asking back at my blurred vision.....almost nagging, in a voice that is much like my own, "json, what can you do about it?" this question that weighs on my mind like 3 elephants riding in a sherman tank. every-fucking-day. "what can i do about it?"
what am i jammering on about? the state of affairs of our fine nation. the steady decline of our society over the past 30 years for the sake of money and corporate greed. they keep us fucking oppressed and we don't even realize it anymore. mother fuckers obsessed with facebook and google+, too busy with their fucking iphone/android every moment of their life to look up from the steeringwheel and pay attention to where they are going (HEY! that was an unintentional, yet fucking awesome metaphor!) and too upset that netflix raised rates on their privilege to watch "jersey shore" dvds.
our government is run by big corporations(period) they dictate what laws will be passed, what "regulations" (LOL) are acceptable, and they could give two fucks about any of "us"....the lower class. the lower class is me, it is you, it is your mom, it is my mom (an accomplished public, high school teacher of 20 years). we're merely consumers to them. fleshbags to funnel money back into their insatiable mouths. they've taken our jobs overseas to third world countries where they can pay less than minimum wage (which congress is fighting to do away with. they're already on the manhunt to destroy unions and the abolition of minimum wage is also in the crosshairs. it only took 10 years to raise the minimum wage from $4.25 to $7.50. yet the "customer service representative" we call about problems with our cellies who lives and works in india makes less than the minimum wage rate from ten years ago.) "what can you do about it?"
i'm taken back to a conversation i had with my good friend around 2003, in the middle of bu$h jr's reign where i felt overwhelmed and powerless to what i was witnessing from our government. "what can we do about it?" nothing, he said. just be a good person and enjoy the life we have for the moment.
no. i've milled over that statement for years, and i can't sit quietly by and watch. it disgusts me to see what we've become as a society. their plan is greater than any conspiracy theory. we are all just pawns in this game and there is no stopping their machine of greed.
"what can you do about it?"
nothing. it is sunday. i worked 60 hours this week. i'm tired and exhausted. broken down just like they want me to be. it's time to do nothing.
*the title of this blog is taken from the propagandhi song "head? chest? foot?" and ends the line "....oppose them or let them destroy us!"*
