V O T E
So, it seems that 2018 has become the year in which the dumpsters fires are so common that culture as a whole simply looks down and scampers past, hoping not to get caught in the flames and smoke.
A part of me would like to argue that 2016 in America was the end of our (white) liberal fantasy of moving toward a multicultural, anti-racist, post-sexism, kumbaya cultural progress. “The moral arc of the universe is long, but it bends towards justice” we reminded ourselves, forgetting the King was shot down by those who believe the moral arc of the universe demands purity, and a rigid hierarchy of haves and slaves. But that fantasy was already dead. This simply put another nail in the coffin.
Regardless, for many 2016 stripped away the veneer of false hope. So, 2017 was the year of the protest. Women’s march. March for Science. Register to vote. Get on your feet. The Oscar’s were full of “shame on you” speeches …
Soros, Clinton, Obama – all recieved pipebomb mail in October.
The despair is beginning to sink in, become enmeshed with our daily lives.
We have become accustomed to an “economic recovery” in which stocks rebound and “unemployment rates” are tiny, but labor force participation has fallen and poverty rates are NOT falling.
Despair and nihilism. That seems to be the current theme of 2018.
But in the last few weeks, I’ve seen something; some hope. IT’s all summed up in one word:
V O T E
I don’t have enough readers for it to matter, but I’m going to say it anyway, because JUST ONE MATTERS:
V O T E