Showing posts with label Classics Illustrated. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Classics Illustrated. Show all posts

Thursday, March 20, 2025

I Am A Kentuckian!


I am a Kentuckian. 

That's been true all my life, but in my elder years it might become even more important, at least to my soul. I'm watching the United States of America get taken apart bit by bit, its mission to its citizens rarely if ever considered. Everything is done in service of whittling down the opposition when the creepy powers that be introduce their really outlandish and cruel notions upon the populace. Steps are taken to undermine the safety of those nations who once were staunch allies in what seems to be slavish service to a former KGB agent. 

Daniel Boone led settlers through the Cumberland Gap and into the land which would be called "Kentucky". The name is of course of Native American origin, but what it means is not fully established, but best guesses are that it originates from an Iroquois word mean "Land of Tomorrow". The settlements in Kentucky went on to become the only second state added to the original thirteen, which were the United States of America. 

But now I am embarrassed to be an American. I well understand the world's reaction to the insanity inside this nation as a convicted felon sells the nation off and into the hands of a foreign dictator. The world is not wrong to shun us. Foreigners should not come here. But do remember if you are able, that not all of us, in fact far from a majority voted for this, including me. (That's why I'm "embarrassed" and not "ashamed" -- two different things.) But that's of little comfort for the latest outrage.

Now it's come to light (as if anything else could be the case) that at least one innocent man and almost certainly more were bolted out of the country despite a judge's order to a foreign prison which the United States effectively rents. The blood-rage to send non-whites out of this country burns so hot that no time can be seem to be wasted on actual due process of law. This lawlessness must result in his repatriation and in the punishment of those who are responsible. But the former is almost certainly the best we can hope for. Disgust for those in my own country who allowed it and for those who will surely find some way to defend it. 

But this latest horror isn't just the problem of one election and its pitiful result. It's been coming for quite some time. Forty years ago, or thereabout, when I was a hale and hearty man in his twenties with a blooming family on the way, the nation made the tragic mistake of making a Hollywood actor its president. His nonsensical policies of trickle-down economics began the slow and steady slog to our current status as a debtor nation. Citizens decided they just didn't want to pay for services anymore and to justify that greedy decision began to blame those that needed help and those that gave it to them. We were taught to do that at the highest level and while some of us resisted, many did not. 

The aforementioned courts at the same time began a series of decisions which bit by bit made bribery legal. Our politicians (on both sides) were by and large reluctant to call this out as they benefited mightily. The media slowly but steadily abandoned its responsibilities and the only news we got most of the time was that which was pre-cooked or easy to scavenge up. More and more Congress allowed mergers to occur when none should have been allowed, but stocks were up so who cared really. 

Some did, but they were not enough. And now I live in what some call a rogue nation, unfit to have real allies and isolated. We can't be ignored because of our military might. The U.S. will continue to play a pivotal role in the future history of his planet, I just hope we are not the outright villains. Until the ship is righted though I am not an American first and foremost...

I am a Kentuckian. Maybe one day sooner than later in the land of tomorrow I can proudly be an American again...I hope. 

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Saturday, December 21, 2024

Seasons Greetings - Of A Sort!

There's no denying it. I am a "Scrooge". That doesn't mean I'm intemperate with those who seek charity for the needy (I like to give to food charities). That doesn't mean I imagine children should be sent to workhouse if their parents cannot meet the rent. (As long as they stay quiet I'm okay with kids...most of the time.)  None of those extreme over-the-top vile things, but what I am is tired of the spectacle of Christmas which stifles the senses and overruns all media and such, spilling into the streets and filling up the even the stillness with typically mewling Christmas songs.


I'm just tired of it before it gets started. If Christmas lasted a week, maybe even two I'd be all in. A two- week spree of holiday cheer and merchandising I could support as a bally end-of-the-year celebration. We all made it again you see; and here's something to show our appreciation all around. That would be dandy. But the damned holiday starts in September now and drags on for week after stultifying week and by the time the actual holiday itself actually arrives it's all weary anti-climax.


Now none of this has to do with the religious as side of Christmas. Ignored by the merchandising crowd for the most part, the birth of Jesus is something which perhaps ought to be marked and celebrated. The soul-sucking religion his birth spawned perhaps not so much, but the man of peace for certain. I'm down with that, unless you're not and I'm down with that too. To each his own I always say.


But the other, the dreary life-draining amble to acquire presents to make the significant others in our lives "happy" is really become a chore. I resist putting up the Christmas tree (a little thing really) as it means caving in sooner than I want to the holiday which like the Blob in both versions of that sci-fi movie seeks to absorb all around it. I want to hold it off as long as I can, to cherish the moments of the holiday with family and friends, compress them and make them potent and memorable.


So in the end I'm not so much against Christmas, but rather against it as currently practiced in a culture which has well and truly lost its way. I choose differently as much as I can, and that my friends makes me a "Scrooge".

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