~Paper/Nightmare~

WordWulf By WordWulf, 24th Mar 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1h4seeqa/
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~ lamerica, clothed in great warring monuments of glory ~ Jim Morrison ~ what are morals to us sons of god ~ Nietzsche ~ you are as much responsible for the Vietnam war as I am for killing these people ~ Charles Manson ~ the tragedy “man” & its hero, the conqueror worm ~ Poe ~ when the night is paper ~ my dreams are fire ~

~Paper/Nightmare~

I very seldom read the newspaper anymore. I know I should keep up on current events but usually shy away after glancing at the front page. I’m on the computer every day, writing, submitting, researching, searching, playing the occasional mindless games, executing time and crosswords. I see enough world news there as I bounce between sites to more than satisfy any curiosity I might have as regards this ever/never changing universe we live in.

My wife, Kathy, likes to read the newspaper and sometimes, especially on weekend mornings, I fetch the poorly written thing from the porch and take it up to her in bed along with a cup of coffee. Mornings are smooth times for me. Whether I slept well or not, I awaken neither agitated or amused. I’m a man who wakes up in neutral, at ease and open, ready to shove ‘er in gear and take on whatever the day has to offer.

That laidback morning attitude caught me unawares a couple of days ago. Casually sipping my coffee, reading mindlessly from the Redding daily newspaper before taking it to Kathy, I fell into an old trap. There was a local article detailing a gathering at a baseball field, a memorial to honor a twenty-one-year-old young man who played there in the boyhood summers of his young life no more. A soldier in Afghanistan, he stepped out of his vehicle and was blown to bits by a land mine.

Another article appeared beneath the picture of a smug California cop. He had just finished training to take blood from and analyze suspicious citizen drivers roadside who might just be Driving Under the Influence. He was elated at the prospect, glorified in it even, of looking into the eyes of suspects, checking out their arms before he pulled them over. He couldn’t wait to plunge that administrative, Big Brother Needle into the coursing river of life of those he was paid and sworn to protect and serve.

“Nobody’s right when everybody’s wrong.” Remember Buffalo Springfield? We are a country gone mad, a rabid dog biting itself, a more than exact replica of the monsters we were warned about in elementary school as the air raid sirens howled and we crawled under our desks as instructed, clamped our heads between our knees. No media to protect us, we are each and all standing-in-line victims of the Police State. Dignity? Morality? Integrity? Personal Freedom? HELL NO! Somewhere along the way we simply kissed our asses goodbye.

~Tom (WordWulf) Sterner~
~Eagle Bumps/One Step Men~
~KEO/Legend of New Horse~
~We Poor Rise~

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author avatar joan marie
26th Mar 2011 (#)

I completely agree. I no longer read the paper. I am gettting tired of the news. Call me an ostrich, but why can't we read more positive things, it just might be contagious. The positive. joan marie

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author avatar joan marie
26th Mar 2011 (#)

I completely agree. I no longer read the paper. I am gettting tired of the news. Call me an ostrich, but why can't we read more positive things, it just might be contagious. The positive. joan marie

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author avatar WordWulf
26th Mar 2011 (#)

You're right and no ostrich. The news is more propaganda than anything else, a way of patronizing the public into accepting the unacceptable.
Tom

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author avatar Maria Malone
28th Mar 2011 (#)

I rarely read it, usually all bad; good job on this article : )

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