Because I Can't SLEEP

I can't sleep. NEWSFLASH. I know you're all just shocked as s.Hit.

So, I've been thinking a lot (again! the shock! I can feel it from here!) about all this financial stuff.

I just finished re-reading (for the umpteenth or zoonteenth time, who knows) "God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater" by Kurt Vonnegut, and it dawned on me, not too far in, that a whole helluva lot of my ideas and opinons and convictions about the financial sitch in AmurriKa stem from this very book.

I always had this vision of that precious 1% of the pop that controls and owns 40% of the wealth (for reals, you can look it up), looking down upon us plebs--for verily, that is what we is--and just being everso amused at our writhings and strugglings and fury at the unfairness of it all and sech.

Yep, "sech."

I think--in my more cynical times, of which this is, like, one--that essentially no matter how hard we 'rage against the machine' or 'damn the man' that there's kind of nothing we can do to shift the balance of power.

The "poor" peeps that "make" it seem to have to sign away their "realness." AND gag me with a quote mark once again.

Because power comes in money, and unless one of us bourgeois (totally had to look up how to spell that) wins a HUGE lotto or something, hires the most ruthless and sharp and sticky accountants on the planet, THEN hires the most ruthless and corrupt and sticky investment consultants here too, and begins sharing the wealth with the rest of us poor souls, and we organize and start making things a little more fair, then we will toil on until kingdom come (and not the Strawberry Kingdom, which is mine, and it's nice, and all are welcome), and never ever make any kind of discernable change.

Unless we all nuke ourselves and let the Earth start over.

Woo. Sounding a bit like a Commie, huh. Forgive me, but Communism DOES sound good, on paper. Of course, we know that it just don't work in practice (cuz the powermongers will always be the powermongers, no matter how much they "share").

Ok, I'm a little scattered tonight.

What was I trying to say?

Oh, yes. Until the balance of power shifts to the "real" people (you and me), there will never be any rationality in the government.

And "they" will never let that happen. We're under their thumbs for our gas and our food and our clothes and our housing and every other GD thing we "need."

That fUCk.ING thing (the gub'mint) is supposed to be BY and FOR us. And it's just not. It's BY the rich and FOR the corporations.

IMHO.

And the war? I'm sorry, but from all I've read and thought my own damn self, I really think it's all about money and oil. Nothing whatsoever to so with terrorism or anything or defending us, or fighting over there so we don't have to fight over here. We invaded the wrong sodding country. That's my opinion, feel free to disagree, respectfully.

In my head, Bush is a sanctioned mass murderer.

And the corporate mentality in America that was bad 20 years ago has now insidiously weasled its way into everything.

We're slaves to the advertising, yo. The American Dream is now the American WET dream and we feel that we all deserve to be rich and/or famous.

I'd kill to be rich (not literally) but you couldn't pay me to be famous (literally).

FUCKinG SPORTS stadiums are ALL named after Corps now. GoddAMN "real" musicians are selling their souls via their supposedly "real" music right and left. "Actors" are wetting their panties to become corporate shills, here AND abroad.

There's no art anymore, unless it's "outsider" and as soon as it hits the web, it's commercialized, appropriated, mass-marketed, and sucked dry. It really sickens me.

I want to move somewhere where there's none of this.

Mars might work; I've heard-tell there might be water up there...