I’m working hard lately on not succumbing to asshole poisoning. I would like to think that my tolerance for such things would increase with age and experience, but I’m finding the opposite.
The more I think about it – and the more despondent and frustrated I get – the more I come back to the same idea; SOMEONE had to elect these people into office. SOMEONE has to watch these people on t.v. or listen to them on the radio to the extent that the advertisers are still willing to put up the money to keep these shows on the air.
What I keep coming back to from that line of thinking is this; WE are those someones. *I* am, in part, responsible for these things that I hate. Look in the mirror, People; we have met the enemy, and it is us:
I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this. On the one hand, it makes me hopeful; so many people are so disenchanted with a lot of the dumbness that’s going on that I have to believe that frustration will compel at least some of them to get off their comfortable asses and do something about it.
On the other hand, though, it scares the ever loving shit out of me. The reason these people are in office (or on the air) in the first place is because a majority of us (or, at the very least, a majority of us who got off their comfortable asses long enough to vote) thought that they would be the best choice to do the job. In no small part, we’re getting exactly what we deserve.
I think the thing that pushes me closer to the edge is this: despite the fact that I do my due diligence, I pay attention, and I get off my comfortable ass to contribute my voice, I very often feel like the choices with which I am presented come from Hobson himself. I am sick unto death of squandering my precious vote, of wasting my precious voice, on the fucking lesser of two evils. I think that George Carlin had it exactly right. Maybe it’s not the politicians who suck; maybe there’s something else around here that sucks…the public.