It takes a nation to protect the nation
I have just done a major data dump of some of my recent essay. I have not posted anything here since just prior to the election. For many years I have been able to remain aloof from mere emotions. Anger I can stifle, it is unproductive and therefore I reduce it to insignificance. As for depression, I work through and out of that miserable state. This time I lost.
Even knowing that the dictator would gain a lifetime office, when it was officially announced, it was like a door closing before me that would never again be opened, and for the first time I confronted a depression that I could not dismiss. Most unseemly! Don Quixote would be disappointed, but forgiving.
I spent several days, unable to focus, totally incapable of formulating a coherent thought worth recording. My country is officially dead. I mourn her passing, and resolve with my every breath to pursue the defeat of those who brought her down. It matters not whether they occupy the highest posts in the land or dwell in the most miserable ghetto, they are my sworn enemies. I therefore dedicate the rest of my life to the endeavor of delivering justice. At the moment I can do no more than words, but I look forward to a new day when those words are replaced with deeds.
Yeah Danny, we understand. It looked pretty grim from this side of the Atlantic, so God knows what it felt like in the thick of it over there.
Like a piece of stretched elastic, one day, this whole tissue of deceit and lies will snap, and the neo-fascists will be known for who, and what, they really are. On that day, you will find an outlet for all that pent up frustration! In the meantime, keep trucking, stay close to your friends and family, and smell the flowers :-)
I hear ya!!!!
Looking forward to a target rich environment...
A war is many battles.