My first awareness was of Vietnam and exactly the same aimless military chaos takes place now so the entire panorama of my life is nothing but one failed conflict after the other and so many tens of thousands of pointless deaths. None of it ever accomplished anything and that's what has dominated every minute of my adult life in America.
Cadillac Man observed even our parents with WWII didn't live with war for as long as we but the distinctive part is never seeing anything else. My health is such that it's not likely I ever will see anything else.
There was a cartoon when I was young which showed a young Vietnamese kid asking an old man, "What is peace like?"
He replied, "How should I know?"
Now I know what he meant.
I should have accomplished more and the music was an utter disaster but I had to try whereas burning thirty years in computers to pay for it was a catastrophic mistake. There wasn't another available channel since it was possible then to weasel into computer support without knowing much about them. That was the first time it was clear some entity liked what I was doing and that'll hook you ... for thirty damn years.
The day began with a lady in tears because she doesn't have enough income with her MEDICARE to pay for her prescriptions. Probably none of the Boomers anticipated this would be a problem when we got old in that there wouldn't even be a way to get medicine. We are in the untouchable under class which is off the rolls for just about anything and does not even exist within the mainstream realm. They can't see us and they have no interest to look.
Cops have become sterile steroidal martinets with guns who are the emblem of a failed system with their profound brutality and screams of psychic pain but really they're just toy soldiers on a parade ordered by the generals who so enjoy marching bands and distant gunfire. There has been so much gunfire lately that we lose all track of which shopping mall or disco was last the site of a mass killing or stabbing. It's not clear what the martinets do but they don't stop that.
No matter if it was someone shooting wildly because the network canceled his favorite show on television or because Taylor Swift never answers his letters of love, the cause of the shooting is always Islam or black people trying to start a race war.
Cops have become the modern day nightriders.
There was a bar in New York City at one time called The Mineshaft and it had a national reputation for the most sordid behavior possible in life with descending levels of depravity as the novitiate went lower into its bowels. Imagine the worst of what most would consider nonsexual fetishism and welcome to the party.
America became The Mineshaft and now we're floating in shit but we're supposed to be singing for joy at how thrilled we are for the experience and you better salute that flag or we will stomp your face. They would kill us if it were not illegal and they're constantly enraged that they can't.
We are the Boomers and we were supposed to fix that. We couldn't have failed worse if we planned it and there's nothing more obvious than there's no plan whatsoever. There's no One World Order, there's no Star Chamber, and the rule of law is a living Vonnegut satire; there's only a cabal of greedy feudal mongrels who have left the world nothing but their table scraps.
Too bad the Millennials don't learn anything from it but they're too busy trying to teach us to ever learn anything.
My connection with the world is minimal now and, y'all 5% - 10% crew, it's on you to pull sense out of it but you're so outnumbered. No matter how much you want to talk of the greater dignity of Man, there's a thousand vacant zombies who don't think wooden dinosaurs in the Ark should be anatomically correct. Kornbluth's "The Marching Morons" was biting satire in the fifties but it's documentary now.
Cadillac Man observed even our parents with WWII didn't live with war for as long as we but the distinctive part is never seeing anything else. My health is such that it's not likely I ever will see anything else.
There was a cartoon when I was young which showed a young Vietnamese kid asking an old man, "What is peace like?"
He replied, "How should I know?"
Now I know what he meant.
I should have accomplished more and the music was an utter disaster but I had to try whereas burning thirty years in computers to pay for it was a catastrophic mistake. There wasn't another available channel since it was possible then to weasel into computer support without knowing much about them. That was the first time it was clear some entity liked what I was doing and that'll hook you ... for thirty damn years.
The day began with a lady in tears because she doesn't have enough income with her MEDICARE to pay for her prescriptions. Probably none of the Boomers anticipated this would be a problem when we got old in that there wouldn't even be a way to get medicine. We are in the untouchable under class which is off the rolls for just about anything and does not even exist within the mainstream realm. They can't see us and they have no interest to look.
Cops have become sterile steroidal martinets with guns who are the emblem of a failed system with their profound brutality and screams of psychic pain but really they're just toy soldiers on a parade ordered by the generals who so enjoy marching bands and distant gunfire. There has been so much gunfire lately that we lose all track of which shopping mall or disco was last the site of a mass killing or stabbing. It's not clear what the martinets do but they don't stop that.
No matter if it was someone shooting wildly because the network canceled his favorite show on television or because Taylor Swift never answers his letters of love, the cause of the shooting is always Islam or black people trying to start a race war.
Cops have become the modern day nightriders.
There was a bar in New York City at one time called The Mineshaft and it had a national reputation for the most sordid behavior possible in life with descending levels of depravity as the novitiate went lower into its bowels. Imagine the worst of what most would consider nonsexual fetishism and welcome to the party.
America became The Mineshaft and now we're floating in shit but we're supposed to be singing for joy at how thrilled we are for the experience and you better salute that flag or we will stomp your face. They would kill us if it were not illegal and they're constantly enraged that they can't.
We are the Boomers and we were supposed to fix that. We couldn't have failed worse if we planned it and there's nothing more obvious than there's no plan whatsoever. There's no One World Order, there's no Star Chamber, and the rule of law is a living Vonnegut satire; there's only a cabal of greedy feudal mongrels who have left the world nothing but their table scraps.
Too bad the Millennials don't learn anything from it but they're too busy trying to teach us to ever learn anything.
My connection with the world is minimal now and, y'all 5% - 10% crew, it's on you to pull sense out of it but you're so outnumbered. No matter how much you want to talk of the greater dignity of Man, there's a thousand vacant zombies who don't think wooden dinosaurs in the Ark should be anatomically correct. Kornbluth's "The Marching Morons" was biting satire in the fifties but it's documentary now.
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