Sunday, November 9, 2008

skep·ti·cism
Pronunciation:
skep-tə-ˌsi-zəm\
Function:
noun
Date:
1646
1: an attitude of doubt or a disposition to incredulity either in general or toward a particular object2 a: the doctrine that true knowledge or knowledge in a particular area is uncertain b: the method of suspended judgment, systematic doubt, or criticism characteristic of skeptics


This is a work in progress... You can peek in and see where it goes -- since I have no idea when the last words really will be last words.
Talk about being remaindered.

Right now it's just riffs.
It would have been, could have been a book. And it might be a book, if only..........



While everyone else was at the polls, I was having a biopsy.

The biopsy hurt far less than the desolate notion that this mortifying travesty might very well be my last election.
Now it's unanimous. We are all diseased. Just in different ways.

When I posted what was happening to me on Slate.com, where as gala1 I had been posting my logical objections to Obama as a choice for endless months, all the white-sheeted behind their ID sewage that bottom-feed there converged to decide that I was some sort of paid GOP help out to undermine the tinselly Gilded Calf they had themselves jerry-rigged.
And that my timing was a convenient departure. Instead of my very own private definition of God-given irony.

And that, of course, I was lying. I was naturally, their favorite word-- the Obama-originated Bitter being the New Cracker.
And a PUMA since P words are now allowed instead of N words in the new national hierarchy of easily allowable misogyny supplanting forbidden racism. As if they were suddenly not both equally despicable and that men who had massive inter-relational problems with women-- and posted every word of them on the blogs-- could now blame women for all of them. And be vindicated by cultural neglect.

In This Brave New World two things are verboten - racism and any criticism of Obama.
And I have always had even less use for racism than I have found all along I ever will for Obama. It is exasperating that now One Must Not Question a political construct who is black. It's also flat out stupid in a world where not a single one of our problems can apply political correctness as any sort of solution.
It's directly tantamount to being preoccupied with how many of the angels that are dancing on a the head of a pin are black angels while you are sinking in scuttled ship.

Maybe it's just that it's easier to observe realities when you stand honestly rather than genuflect to illusions. I am simply lock-kneed by logic incapable of kneeling to Obama. I am an atheist in his Tinkerbell cult. If I have to clap to believe, I'd much rather it be the Tooth Fairy. At least then there would be more of an actual possibility of something under the pillow.

In vain I point out that anyone who has never led anything, been the head of anything and has been in Congress for a grand total of157 days does not make for much of even a good senator let alone a viable president. Or that had he been put up for candidacy as a Supreme Court justice with the meager sum of his legal experience -- heading the Harvard Law Review-- something someone does every year -- just shows that you are a capable legal theorist ---he would have been laughed out of committee. But we have handed this same exceptionally underqualified person the entire executive branch.
I thought about that as the surgeon briskly traced the outline on the x-ray and ran through his gameplan of what was going to happen next.

It flitted momentarily through my mind, how I started the day with the comedy of all those snidely worded claims that I was merely making this white shadowy thumbprint curled up in me as a political bow-out. Would that it had been an option. And knowing I'd hardly incite the karmic retribution to do that terrifying. At this point it's old news to me that while I may be about to be very ill, these people are truly sick in the most ominously incurable way. But I leave them to the certainly to history repeating itself.

Ironically, fabrication is at the root of all Obama in my skeptical perspective.

I have to accept there is no denying what doctors discover- the presence of that constricted shadow is a solid fact.

And that everyone has opted instead for a vast nation-wide range of delusion-- seeing in their custom-focused angle of gullibility the glimmer of their hologram whatever paint by numbers savior they most wish to see.
The perfect presidential candidate for this consumer society- a one lie fits all, cheat and serve mall-marketed mirage.. When you grasp at straws this is the Straw Man this marketplace creates.

I'm going to stop writing whenever I start feeling it's time I have to stop for a while, like write now..............

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