If Only

Asked four people today at lunch, four complete and utter strangers, one simple question.  I would look at them and say, “If you don’t mind, can I ask you who you are going to vote for in November?”  At to a person, each one replied, “No One. I am not voting. I am sick of it.”  It is no small wonder we get the type of government we have, when we exhibit attitudes such as these.

We deserve the type of government we are getting.  We evidently don’t seem to care about them … Why in the world should they care about us?

The Loving Universal brotherhood of man is an inclusive, benevolent, politically correct, loving lie.  We blame everyone in the immediate vicinity for our problems, but never step up and assume responsibility for our fair share.  It is much easier to lay it off on the next guy.

I read a great quote on that this past week, it was in the LA Times:

“It is past time for Americans to stop attributing the polarization of our public life to the media, the demon entity “Washington” or “the elites.” As long as we continue to avoid the hard work of scrutinizing public affairs without the filter of polemical shouting heads, we have no one to blame for the governing class and its policies but ourselves.

Like Hofstadter, I yearn to live in a society that values fair-mindedness. But it will take nothing less than a revolutionary public re-commitment to the pursuit of fairness, knowledge and memory to halt, much less reverse, the trend toward an ignorant single-mindedness that threatens the future of democracy itself.”

Every life it seems, is filled with “If Onlies” …

If I had only spent more time with my father.
If only I had married someone else.
If only I had gotten that job in Bakersfield, back in the Seventies.

If only, If only, If only.

Our life may be full of injustices that are beyond our control,
it is up to us to see that they are NOT full of bitterness or regret.
It is up to us, to change it.

Mr. Meant-to-be has a comrade
And his name is Didn’t-do
Have you ever chanced to meet them?
Did they ever call on you?
These two fellows live together
In the house of Never-win
And I am told that it is haunted
By the ghost of what might-have-been.

Samuel Johnson

So goes the week, such as it is.