I just took a month off from writing. It was a conscious decision, though not one I can explain easily. Some sort of reset for myself. I wanted to use it as a re-centering for myself, for the site, all around. But R was visiting and life was too hectic.
Needless to say, it didn
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Holy. Shit. Just when I thought Bush/Cheney were done bending over America and fucking it in the ass, their supreme court appointees take up the slack. (AND they get to kick John McCain in the balls doing it. Double win for die-hard GOP’ers!)
Today the Supreme Court opened the flood gates for unlimited corporate contributions in campaigns. Read the article or at least listen to the 3 minutes story in the link. All the rules of the ‘game’ just changed. What Obama raised in 2008 through individual contributions will look like petty cash come 2012. Politicians–EVERY politician–will be wholly owned by corporate sponsors. If you thought it was tough getting health care through Congress this past year, it–and any other piece of legislation that might upset special interests/corporations–is now beyond dead.
Outlandish prediction: Heavy backing of pro-business Republican candidates across the board, with huge gains in Congress and local elections. Just as we look back through American history and see the coming and going of political parties, this will later be seen as the death knell of the Democratic Party. How huge is this decision? Republican domination for the next 40 years, until some internal strife fractures that party. Start preparing yourself to hear the words “President Palin.” Start now, because I know it will take some time getting used to.
Sure, that sounds crazy. But so is overturning a cornerstone piece of legislation that’s been around and strengthened over the last 100+ years. Until today.
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I read my old diaries casually this morning, when I had nothing better to do than sink into myself. All the frayed wires of those same electric phrases. The sun has consumed us as one. I felt the burn of the body’s betrayal. My heartbeats are aftershocks.
Something sweeping. Something about light and longing and swimming. I remember feeling that way: suspended and unstoppable. Gigantic and everywhere. In love with four girls all at once, and certain that any one of them could have steadied the hand I’d wrapped around my trigger of a heart. Seeing a street as the sea, and a crosswalk as a teetering rope bridge. This city was epic and insurmountable, and I was its fearless explorer, claiming its every mountaintop in the name of–what?
But I had become my own Aristophanes; the bar was set impossibly high, and I’d put it there myself. And after some shiver-shake withdrawals, I’m facing the city in the cold, swinging, dim light of sobriety, and all the quiet deprivation and disappointment that comes along with it. I can’t seem to see anything well enough to know where it ends and I begin.
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