ACK!!'s Journal: This I believe ....

I believe that Jesus died from somebody's sins but not mine. I am no hollow puppet on the hypocrite's strings of any God or country. All my scars are my own and I like my sins where they are thank you very much and I need no one to save me from myself. No moral majority can speak for the horrors I have seen.

My idealism died somewhere in a square crushed under a tank in China or torn apart in the jungles of Rwanda. I have no idea of changing the world for the better in this sense. There are no hippy trips of making the world a better place but pragmatic sense of trying to move little bits of to a place where insanity is simply less so.

Yes, I understand that no morality in foreign affairs is less pragmatism and more opportunistic greed. There is a reason that after 6 million jews died that the UN was created and it was not for the purpose of laying prostrate at the whims of the world as children die by genocidal hands.

I believe in the individual. No flag is worth more to me than the Bill of Rights. I wrap myself in it because I believe in the rights of man. Everyone is equal, just don't measure it. Or you might be disappointed in what you see.

There is no more middle ground. Extremes have taken the day by the blood of propaganda and think tanks. Here is the day that I toast. The day when education is really less a slogan but truly valued by a society that celebrates and wallows in the ignorance of its pop culture source. This is the place where I remember my grandfather's soul as he fought his way out of the great depression but never forgot compassion. I know that a government for the people and by the people can give a hand up and not a hand out. The understanding is there that only a democracy for the people can stand up and regulate corporations when their interests conflict with the greater good. I don't need lead in my water at all and that goal is not about being whores to corporate interests or destroying those same interests. There are millions of people every day that cannot go to a doctor because they cannot pay the bills. This is something that every day rips a little hole through our dreams of a productive society.

I do not believe in corporatism and I do not believe in socialism. Mostly every single day I find myself fighting to believe at all but I know this, I have to.

Life is pain. This is no great observation. Ignore the pain and it does not go away. If you stand against, you are snapped like a twig. You just have to embrace the pain like a masochist cutting himself to feel. It is those bright flashes like the look in a child's eyes never touched by the dark skies that keep you going. This is what I know because how did Dante get out of hell friend? By going to its lowest depths.

This is my song.

"mr narrator!"
this is bob dylan to me
my story could be his songs
i'm his soldier child