Sunday, October 16, 2011

The Dirty F@#*ing Hippies Were Right!

With Occupy Wall Street gaining momentum, I thought this six minute video was worth sharing. I don't know who made it, but other than the "F" word, this video is right on! Here is a transcript of the video:

There’s a black granite wall in Washington D.C. that bears 58,260 names on it. All of those whose names that are carved on that wall are dead. For what? Freedom?

If this country had listened when kids were screaming to stop that slaughter, that wall would have been one hell of a lot shorter. Yet we as a nation still wage wars of choice. Wars encouraged by plutocrats who never had to fight them.

Peace is never discussed. Peace has somehow become a pejorative. Peace is no pejorative. Peace is essential to the survival of the human race. Those who advocate for war are a dangerous and fearful group who should be marginalized and disavowed. War is always the last choice.

The dirty f@#*ing hippies... were right!

Now the oceans have been rising. The polar ice is melting at alarming rates. The climate is changing in irreversible ways. Our survival as a species is on this planet is on a precipice. The science on this is clear, humans are now in trouble because of our reckless stewardship of what we dominate. We have polluted this fragile jewel that hangs in space, our only home.

The food we buy is contaminated. The toys we give our children as presents for Christmas are tainted with poison. The water we drink is rife with carcinogens. The fish in our seas, lakes, and rivers are so full of mercury that it is only recommended we eat them once per week. We have now come face to face with our own extinction.

I hate to say we told you so, but…
The dirty f@#*ing hippies… were right!

We’ve elected sociopath after sociopath for the last 30 years, to every level of government. Many of them slaves to corporate parasites that gorge themselves at the public trough while the most vulnerable people in our society: the sick, the young, and the elderly go wanting.

Billions of dollars in profits are being snatched up at the expense and suffering of our neighbors by the jackals that comprise our pharmaceutical companies and insurance companies. Both of which pipe their diagnostic wisdom and their fake concern right into our homes via TV and radio commercials. These legal drug dealers now sell their wares with impunity and the insurance gamblers perform a slick game of three card monty right in our living rooms.

Most of these drugs have a list of caveats that would make even the most dishonest used car salesman blush. And the insurance hustlers change the rules of the game just when it’s time to pay up. Profiting from the suffering and pain of others. Profiting from human frailty. Universal Healthcare, it's too expensive we were told. Gasbag-talking-heads on TV and radio have been complicit in this deception while being handsomely compensated for their assistance.

I’ll say it again,
The dirty f@#*ing hippies… were right!

Big box discount stores descend upon small towns in America like alien ships filled with cheap products, bought at low prices, from countries that pay their workers slave wages. Plutocrats love this business model.

Mom and Pop shops can’t compete with the prices set by these huge corporate parasites. And to no one’s surprise many small businesses in these tiny hamlets fail. Leaving small towns filled with empty store fronts and even in some cases forcing these same small business operators to go to work for the very people that ruined their livelihoods. Small town America is subsequently decimated by this invasion, often helpless in stopping it.

Wall Street has cannibalized itself. Still hungry, feeling the pangs of their greed, they’ve now come to the government for their daily meal. And still, without a hint of irony, a spokesman for this ravenous tribe, mounts a soapbox and has the temerity to rail against the evils of socialism.

Turns out, the socialism is for them, the capitalism is for us. Abbie Hoffman once baited these banksters by throwing cash onto the floor of the New York Stock Exchange. To no one’s astonishment, they demonstrated their insatiable greed. The gluttons couldn’t help themselves, they stopped trading and got on their knees to sweep up the free loot. Wall Street should have been reigned in long ago.

I’ll say it again,
The dirty f@#*ing hippies… were right!

Peace, Love, and Light!
Kevin (Cloud)

Sunday, October 02, 2011

"You'll Miss Me When I'm Gone"

Mom always said "You'll miss me when I'm gone"

She was so right!

Even tough Mom had been preparing us for her departure for the last six years, it was still difficult to say good-by. In fact, when I called to check on her just a few days before she passed, Mom said good-by to me. I knew what she meant, she knew it was time, but I could only bring my self to say good night.

Last Sunday when the time came for her to go home to be with Jesus, Mom was ready.

Of all the things about mom, I will remember these three things she taught me about life...

Always pray! "Pray without ceasing." (1 Thessalonians 5:17) Even before Mom found Jesus she would pray. She would pray when she couldn't find something she misplaced or she would pray when an ambulance or police car went by red light and siren. I think she always knew Jesus, but when she came to a deeper faith later in life she would pray even more. As a nurse she would pray for help when drawing blood, and sure enough she would hit that vein on the first try. Every morning she would pray for her children, grand children, and great grandchildren.

Have a sense of humor! "A cheerful heart is good medicine." (Proverbs 17:22) I can't even begin to cite the many examples of Mom's quirky humor, but oh how that woman could make you laugh!

What ever you decide to do in life, be the best you can be! "Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as though you were working for the Lord and not for people." (Colossians 3:23) It didn't matter what we chose to do we were to go at it with all of our being.

Friday we held a celebration of Mom's life. Mom's friends, family, children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren were there. It was the most beautiful, yet horribly painful experience I have had in a long time, but it was much easier than I imagined it would be.

Mom made me promise many times over that us kids would stay close to each other after she was gone. She would remind me "After all, you three are all that you have". This weekend was a good start in fulfilling her wish.

This was Mom's favorite Bible passage, this is how she was able to get through life...

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
(Philippians 4:13)

Peace, Love, and Light!
Kevin (Cloud)