Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts

Monday, April 27, 2009

Such Nice Girls


Joy is not happy with me
Faith doesn’t believe what I say
Dawn keeps me up all through the night
Hope keeps praying I’ll just go away
Eve makes me wait until early morning
Charity won’t even give me the time of day
Chastity, however, always shows me a good time
Such nice girls
Jay loves them all
In his own way

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Credit: Poetry and Collage by Jay Larsen

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

I Want To Believe...


Alrighty then, Obama is most likely the Democratic Candidate for President.

I want to believe that he and we can change this country.

I want to believe that he is different from other politicians.

I want to believe.

But I am prepared by experience to be disappointed.

But I am pretty damn sure that Hilary and McCain will disappoint.

They have sold out to the corporate oligarchs quite publicly in the past.

Barack might sell out.

He might have sold out already and just be putting on a good show.

But I want to believe.


But if voting were all it took to make real changes, it would be illegal.

We will have to do more than just vote to change this country.

But I will vote.

And I will vote for the Constitutional Law Professor, Barack Obama.

Because I want to believe.

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Also, read this speech by Chris Hedges: http://www.alternet.org/democracy/86973/?page=entire

It is long and dense and depressing, but well worth the effort. Here is a quote:

Read Antigone, when the king imposes his will without listening to those he rules or Thucydides' history. Read how Athens' expanding empire saw it become a tyrant abroad and then a tyrant at home. How the tyranny the Athenian leadership imposed on others it finally imposed on itself. This, Thucydides wrote, is what doomed Athenian democracy; Athens destroyed itself. For the primary instrument of tyranny and empire is war and war is a poison, a poison which at times we must ingest just as a cancer patient must ingest a poison to survive. But if we do not understand the poison of war -- if we do not understand how deadly that poison is -- it can kill us just as surely as the disease.
Hope, St. Augustine wrote, has two beautiful daughters. They are anger and courage. Anger at the way things are and the courage to see they do not remain the way they are.