Kept quiet too long

We all stare at our Reflections in bright shiny bubbles, rarely looking outside the walls that reflect our cravings for information that we feel support our truths, our beliefs.  We all live in these information “bubbles,” fenced in by our social “likes,” the blogs and websites we visit daily. The bubbles tell us what we want to hear, how we should think, confirm our thoughts and allow us to move on without much more thought.

It’s much like saying you’ve “traveled” to other countries, when in reality you stayed in the resort bubble with the pool bar and private beach, never venturing into the local neighborhoods, or conversing with the locals

And the worst of it? We fight to ensure that these bubbles do not pop: we denounce,  we shout, we argue, we spat with anyone who might dare try to stretch the bubble fearing that it may pop, fearing we may be cast from our tribe.

I watch the events going on, I see the posts and the memes bouncing around, unsure who is throwing these out or if they’re actually written by the folk posting them.

I watch a convention where family members are front and center promoting the candidate, grooming themselves to be The Heirs of the Dynasty.

I watch one candidate do photo ops, while the other asks asks and listens to the affected.

I see peaceful protests tear gassed and paint balled. I see violent protests where self proclaimed, do-it-yourself law and order is condoned. I hear of people pulled from the streets into vans by unidentified members of … what? Unaccountable enforcers? Self-appointed protectors?

I hear the cries for Law and Order, but I rarely hear the cries for Justice from on high. The calls for Justice come from the citizens, cast to the deaf ears of leaders. I remember back to 2016, “This American carnage stops right here and stops right now.”  

Now we’re warned of the dystopian violence and crime that will befall us after the election, destroying our nation, if our current president loses. Yet, this all has happened on his watch.

Now, look around. Here we are, on the raggedy edge, seeing the very things we were told the votes would prevent. Also, from the same speech, “The establishment protected itself, but not the citizens of our country.” How protected do we as citizens feel three and a half years later?

I see the numbers every day, my friends sick, unemployed, facing evictions, foreclosures, shuttering their hard earned businesses. Every day gives us 250 times the Benghazi deaths. Where are the years of Republican hearings? There were boasting tweets early on of saving 700 jobs, now we’ve lost, what, twenty-eight million?

Every 3 days gives us the same number of deaths that befell us the last time are government ignored our intelligence agencies in 2001.  Where is the commission to investigate the failings? 

To cover that first failure, from a military perspective, I’ve watched from the bench for nineteen years as over 7,000 of my brothers and sisters came home, their families given flags and thanked for their sacrifice. Seven days at our current numbers. But it’s OK, it’s pointed out that our fatality rate is one of the lowest in the world, and “it is what it is.

A generation ago, we led the world, we led the world and went to the moon with the words “We choose to go to the moon. We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard, because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one which we intend to win, and the others, too.” 

Presidential words, presidential leadership, presidential inspiration. Something I’d like to hear and see again.