Up at five, par usual and scanning the headlines, reading the articles and I don’t know where to begin, what to write about. Brain’s feeling foggy and there’s a whole lotta misery out there:
We got birds falling out of the sky, massive fish kills on the rivers and coasts and the bees, the pollinators of a third of our food supply are dying off, 96% of some populations. Another insurance company out in California wants to raise the premiums 59% on individual policy holders while out in Arizona, the state has decided to save money by denying life saving organ transplants to the poor. In the south, FEMA has been ordered by the courts to go after individual fraudsters post-Katrina to recoup funds, but nobody is going after all of those no-bid government contracts that made executives wealthy at the expense of the people. In Pennsylvania, politicians are allowing “fracking” water, loaded with salt and pollution to be dumped into the drinking water for thousands of residents while the EPA studies how dangerous this water might be and coal companies in the Appalachians continue to destroy whole mountain tops while the government sits idly by. Congress is proposing a new SHIELD Act which would make it a crime for any person to knowingly and willfully disseminate any classified information… concerning the human intelligence activities of the United States which would put most newspaper editors in prison for telling us what the government is doing, with our money. Our financial troubles? According to the new GOP, this has occurred not because of Wall Street’s shakedown or the Banks malfeasance, it’s the fault of union pensions and the size of government, and global warming? A myth, because God said so.
On the Gulf Coast, the Oil Spill Commission released its findings, and pretty much doomed a declaration of gross negligence on the part of BP, by not blaming BP’s rogue management style and their dozens of cost/time cutting moves at the expense of safety, instead blaming it more on systemic management problems, oh and more oil is washing ashore on Grand Isle, Louisiana. No worries though, BP’s stock went up over reports that Shell Oil had considered a takeover and Feinberg, the neutral arbitrator of the escrow fund again publicly stated that only half that fund will be necessary despite the fact class action suits have not been heard and final payments have not been processed, presumably said to assist his bosses stock prices.
And to top it off, another goddamned Kardashian is getting another reality television show.
So what’s a disgruntled social worker to do at this point?
Call in sick to work? Smash my car into a telephone pole? Bitch endlessly about all this to my office-mate, a person who thankfully shares my gloom and doom worldview? (Thankfully, because otherwise I might be considered quite depressing). I could send a letter to the editor. Maybe I could write my congressman? The President? Or organize a march, a demonstration, a rally…?
Nah, how about revolution?
Perhaps a bit extreme…but maybe something to think about anyway, and I’m sure I’ll be thinking about it next week when the TSA gives me a choice of having a naked photo taken or my genitalia fondled, just to get on a fucking plane, you know…so I can feel safe.
Yeah…thinking, and thankfully my feelings of being overwhelmed tend not to last too long, even though my anger does and revolution, why not? Couldn’t be any worse than what we got right now…yeah, or maybe I’ll just go watch Law and Order reruns or perhaps, check out some internet porn.
Have a nice day.