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Tuesday, November 4, 2008

she is the queen.

i'm fully sick of [ election / president / campaign / vote ] and just had the misfortune of seeing Oprah get her groove on. it was scary. it's all scary. so to honor my own weariness of Oprah / the other stuff, i'm not going to say much. i'd like to share some posters with you from this year's poster offensive. contrary to what you might think, i didn't choose any of them for their messages, really; i'm posting the ones i think are the cutest / prettiest, in keeping with the spirit of political non-involvement i've been caught up in lately (always). when people inquire, i tell them i'm apolitical. it's because i don't trust anyone. [they] always say they're going to do [things], but how could they possibly know what they're going to do until things are actually underway?

what would we do with someone who stood up and said, "i can't promise anything until i'm actually in office and acquainted with the state of things, but what i can say is that this is who i am, this is what i've done in the past, and this is the person and the record that i'm taking into this whole mess"?

we wouldn't elect [him / her]. because we want someone with a PLAN. we want someone with a PLAN so that when the PLAN falls apart and proves inappropriate for the circumstances (which he / she couldn't have truly known until he / she arrived), we can say, "remember when you said [that]? remember your [PLAN]? this isn't the [PLAN]; this isn't what you promised." and then instead of being angry with ourselves for putting so much stock in things that couldn't have been real, we sit around and point fingers. we say, "they should have known," and "they should have done this or that," as if we could do a better job. as if the privilege of hindsight hasn't granted us with the know-how we use as a weapon against politicians & presidents (i.e. people who are human just like us) who fail like everyone else.

some would argue that if you choose to become a leader, you deserve to take the heat for your decisions, and that may be true. it's one of the things that distinguishes a leader from the rest: he / she is usually willing to come out front and take it. but we have a very hard time separating a person from his / her deeds --- if you make a mistake, you must be a total moron. the only difference between politicians & celebrities is that their screw-ups are projected on a massive screen for the world to see. i may not have messed up like . . . Lindsay Lohan (thank God), but i've failed in my own ways. it's just that a smaller number of people saw me fall.

celebrities aren't the ["lucky"] ones --- that would be us.

the "normal" people. the people who are allowed to eff up and have bad hair days without it being strewn across the public eye 12 hours later. i am lucky. in my privacy, in the compassion and grace i receive from those who DO see me fall apart, i am lucky.

i said i wasn't going to say much, didn't i? and then i did. well, guess what? things changed once i started writing and then i found myself with a lot to say. the best thing about this blog world is that i can do whatever i want, i am not subject to an internet democracy, and no one can impeach me from the throne from which i reign and write. so there.




toxic drop :: craig johnson

fat ass vote poster :: sarah nelson forss

out of many, peace on earth :: studio on fire
{quotation by Jimi Hendrix}



compassion :: ben levitz


3 comments:

candacemorris said...

that last one is just so amazing...
i love it when we think we don't have anything to say
and then
the
FINGERS.

oh the fingers to the keys.

The Noisy Plume said...

I'm down with this "ENOUGH OF THE LYING POLITICIANS" rant.

I don't trust anyone anymore.
Period.

Except for Ron Paul. I trusted him implicitly.

AND those posters you scrounged up are all very VERy beautiful. I'd like a few framed and on the walls of my grand room.
LOVE YOU GIRL.
Love you.

UmberDove said...

I would have voted for Jimi (Hendrix that is).

And you know what? It's Wednesday (freaking Hallelujah!), the vote has been cast and now we can (hopefully) talk / read / hear about something else when we sneak out of the little caves of ourselves.