My Rights

Politics always seem to be important, but often it is not and should not be.  It does not determine happiness on a daily or personal basis.  Done correctly, the politic is the machine that works silently in the background allowing us to believe that we have rights.  It is important and allows us all to live day to day without the worries that most of our forefathers have had to deal with.  This has all changed.

When politics does not work it becomes important and it does determine happiness on a daily and a personal basis.  When the politic is done incorrectly, or criminally as it is now, the machine churns out smoke and rattles as its gears do not mesh and the mechanization works against itself.  It reminds us that our rights are precarious.

As  the American government is sold off piecemeal to the highest bidder we the public are bogged down and being bogged down by details that do not matter, they do not count, and that will change nothing towards fixing the problems we deem so important.  We fight each other and defend our parties and our tribes, yelling about our rights.  We fight for our rights as the political machine slowly reminds us that our rights are nothing but an illusion.

Or as George Carlin so aptly put it, ”

“Yeah… sooner or later the people in this country gonna realize the government does not give a fuck about them. The government doesn’t care about you, or your children, or your rights, or your welfare, or your safety, it simply doesn’t give a fuck about you. It’s interested in its own power, that’s the only thing, keeping it and expanding it wherever possible.”

 

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