I’m not a fan of the grind. Blog, Tweet, post, build a platform. Any reader can see I’m not dedicated enough. I started this blog on my birthday in 2018. I wrote nothing here since, until today.
I am a fan of truth, which is hard to share. Humanity may prefer the comfort of lies. We hire (vote for) the greatest liars in the world. I don’t think we know how to get rid of them so we let them rule.
I care about you but I can’t understand why. You want to be “Insta” seen all the time. I want to do good when no one is watching. You barely notice the breeze. I see mystery in the wind. You believe we stand on firm ground. I believe the ground beneath us is vapor. I think hate and bigotry will lead to our destruction. You see hate as the tool that could restore your imperialist perch.
Our duly elected or hired liars recently increased talk of UFOs. How would you respond to an alien invasion? Would we come together as one humanity? Or would you offer to the invaders our homeless, motherless, and poor in sacrifice? Would you trade people of color for technological gain? Would you seek any opportunity to rid this world of marginalized populations? Would you you envision the homogenized society of your confederate dreams? You tried it before. We’re in the process of erasing history, so it would not be hard to repeat past sins.
Why do I love you? Why do I place great hope in the idea of democracy? Was democracy ever real? Or is it a tale less convincing than the one I told my grandson? I fully commit to our outlandish stories. I pretended to be a vampire for the first ten years of his life. I repeated that I knew of no way he could escape his vampire bloodline. I wanted him to devise an escape. I think he’s finally catching on, just in time for his 11th birthday. He really does not want to be a vampire. He also loves to suspend his disbelief. I love that. And me, I’ll keep trying to believe. I don’t want to let go of democratic ideals.
Maybe that’s why I don’t like the grind. My grind is crazy. You pretend to be human. I don’t like pretension. Hope to see you soon.
B
