It’s official, the end is nigh, buy the casket and get the embalming fluid running, reason is dead. Oh how displeased Plato would be to discover that instead of people breaking out of “The Cave” and helping others to do so, we’re setting up recliners with mini beer fridges attached and strapping ourselves in for a lifetime of semi-literate states of being. I’m not going to go into details because the examples are many.
Maybe figuring out why reason is dead and looking for examples is good way to start to dig reason out from six feet under (speaking of great shows…). I’m hoping for a huge comeback (not of the Bret Favre type) so who’s with me? Let’s start with why the Democrats got absolutely shellacked yesterday (as the President would say or did say).
Two years ago Americans had had enough of George W. Bush and his Republican cronies and threw him out of the Whitehouse with great fanfare. He had led a country into two wars that are pretty much impossible to “win.” He deregulated almost the entire load/banking system to the point where someone making barely over minimum wage could be convinced by some sleaze-ball broker to borrow way too much money which led to personal financial ruin across the country. The loan companies went down and the banks followed leaving everyday Americans without money, a home, a job, and economic ruin on the scope not seen since 1930.
The people were upset and demoralized. Yet there was hope. An election was coming, great “Mother Democracy,” to free the people from Republican bondage and it would only have to be done with the punch of a voter’s card (or touch-screen for the techno-voter).
And there was a political saviour to flock to. Barrack Obama, a skinny guy from Chicago, who rose from the obscure reaches of the Democratic party to be the President of the United States. The Democrats has the House and the Senate and the Presidency! Yes we can America! Yes we frickin’ can!
But alas, the dream was just a dream it seams. The saviour did not save…to our liking.
It seemed so simple though. He would go Washington, drive up to the Whitehouse doors, sleep in the Presidential bed, and wake up and press the fix-it button that Bush had stored away down in the basement and everything would be right as rain.
But rain sucks sometimes and things didn’t “get fixed” right away and instead of letting the country fall into complete ruin, Obama had the government open up its coffers and give money to companies that needed it so people could keep jobs. He fought a tough battle for health care because it seems to be a good thing that people who are sick and weary don’t have to lose their life savings to get better. He was in support of taxing the upper-class, not because he hates rich people (I’m pretty sure he’s one of them), but because rich people can afford it.
So what happens now? Regardless of the political actions of the people in Washington, it would probably be best for us all if we took a minute to think before we acted. You know, like your mother used to tell you when you were a child.