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The American Nightmare
In 1989 my feet touched the tarmac in Miami. I was coming from Costa Rica, my parents, a ten year long journey from Cuba to America that took them through Costa Rica, where my brother and I were born. We are political refugees.
I'm almost 24 now, I remember the first time I saw a television, the first time I saw a flushing toilet, the first time I saw a modern car, my first day in an American school....No uniforms... I always wondered about that.
But that's what it's all about right? That's what I thought. For many, many years. Until 9/11. I stood aside and watched. Trying to figure out my place in America, who was, and still is, very scared of foreigners...(Not without good reason mind you.). So like many I was quiet. I would occasionally say things like, "we had this coming", or "Has anybody stopped to think about why they actually hate us?", but that made no waves, and I wasn't seeking to make any.
Flash to the Iraq War... "They will greet us as Liberators, not Invaders". "Iraq has massive stockpiles of Weapons of Mass Destruction, and is poised to use them.", "I think Iraq and Al-Qaida are indistinguishable.", "We will build schools, we will rebuild their energy infrastructure, and re-organize their military forces." ..."Mission Accomplished", "Insurgency beginning to create a real problem.", "Iraq is in the midst of Civil War."
At this point my brother had already joined the Army. And by this time, a growing number of people were waking up to the reality that Bush is, in fact, lying. And that this war is nothing more or less than that. A lie.
Turns out my brother was now fighting for corporate interests, fighting to preserve the the ability of individuals and corporations both real and fake to rob the Iraqi piggy bank blind. And do the same with no-bid contracts...Billions of American Tax dollars([link] and this on profiteering [link])that are now gone.
At this point I didn't know what to think...The propaganda had actually gotten to me in a small, but rather profound way. It had put the suggestion in my mind that my brother was now part of this war, and I should support my brother, but what about this war? Does that mean I have to shut up about the war to support my brother?
In many circles it meant just that. Especially in the news media. What I have witnessed in the 20 years I have been here is a severe and forceful push toward what resembles fascism. While they attack our right to bear arms, they grant corporations the right to use deadly force on the streets. They hijack our congress, and pollute our process for a dollar amount. And America falls asleep, seemingly immune to the poison that slowly corrodes the fabric of what made this country free...Sometime ago.
I could make the choice to either abandon support for my brother and therefore America, or Abandon the very thing that makes me, me. I chose to abandon neither. I talked to my brother and I asked him what was up. What it is really all about. And what he thought of my feeling toward it. And he said, "While I fight, I need someone in my corner. Do what you gotta do, I gotta do what I gotta do. Even if I don't agree with it." And I did, and am doing what I have to do.
I'm sure some would say "But it's his responsibility to say no!" The problem is, he has two little girls. And the only way he can assure they reach their potential is to do what he's told. He loves this country. But this Government is using him. And he knows it, but unlike us, he's absorbed into a system that has full control of how his life turns out, and his life is directly tied to my two little nieces. And I can't begrudge him this.
Moral of the story? Freedom in this country is a false sense of security. We must fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, we must be their voices when they cannot speak. We must preserve with everything that makes us who we are, the very things that makes this country free. The Constitution of the United States of America, and the Bill of Rights.
In these two documents lies the very tools needed to exact justice on those who are guilty of manifesting injury on the American people, and on the World as a whole. In these two documents lies the tools we need to continue to forge a truly free society, free from indefinite imprisonment, free from fighting for the profit of a few. In this document lies the tools we need to achieve every goal we must achieve to stay the greatest, and freest nation in the world. In these two documents is also written that the true will of the United States, is for the people, by the people. And that these documents are unique in that they are built for constant revolution.
The revolution will come. The first thing we must do is kick Corporations and faith out of the system once and for all and quit pandering to them. It is these two things that politicians like to use against us the most. They divide us with our faith, they conquer us with corporate fascist entities, and use propaganda to ensure we swallow every last drop of their intoxicating, yet enslaving tonic. Tyranny.
We came to this country because a beacon really does shine. Despite what people on this site might think about America, and Americans. There is a light that brings people like my parents and I to this country. There is a beacon of light that guides people to love this country, and fight for this country, and preserve the values this country was founded upon...Maybe more so for people such as myself, who up until entering the US, had no idea we actually had the right to be treated like human beings. This is the only nation I have ever lived in that actually gives a damn about others and isn't entirely consumed by racism, or xenophobia or both. And that has to count for something.
There are however a few...A very clever and shrewed few, who have managed to gain the control of every system, and resource we hold dear. And squander it for the sake of making their pockets that much heavier.
The revolution starts, however, when people realize that an American Revolution, has nothing to do with a car, and everything to do with life and death, law and order, and the checks and balances that maintains the flow of what has come to be known by the world as the American Dream.
In the last 8 years specifically, that dream has become a nightmare for me.
Because love has given way to hot bullets
Because patience is running thin, a still shot of a virtue as we once knew it.
Because a new weapon is made and we must use it.
Because hungry mouths are eating into our compassion
Because the voices of peace have given way to demands for action.
Because I have seen the road to hell and it's an easy ride into town.
Because the bombs in the distance are relaxing, since you're alive to hear the sound.
Because I'm hungry and I haven't eaten a morsel of truth all day.
I'm starving for inspirational words that shine light on this dark American highway
Because it hurts to speak with a slit throat, it's hard to lift the meek
with broken hands, and it is hard to build a nation whose foundations are
the flesh and bone upon which the pillars of this Empire now stand.
Because divine justice is about what we do, and what we don't do.
In the end we only get what we deserve.
But I will try to be the man who molds bricks of our collective shame
to rebuild a nation no one taught us to preserve.
This would make a Nice Editorial/Blog others should read...
Moral of the story? Freedom in this country is a false sense of security. We must fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, we must be their voices when they cannot speak. We must preserve with everything that makes us who we are, the very things that makes this country free. The Constitution of the United States of America, and the Bill of Rights.
"If there be any among us who would wish to dissolve this Union
or to change its republican form, let them stand undisturbed as
monuments of the safety with which error of opinion may be
tolerated where reason is left free to combat it." --Thomas
Jefferson: 1st Inaugural, 1801.
this sounds morally right, but, the Forefathers knew that this would become a point of contention. They state that America "Ought not get involved in the affairs of others, lest it bring controversy"
Originally posted by David9176
So here we are, on our way to ruin. Like the the sinking Titanic we fight amongst ourselves as we go down. Some are in panic, some are in denial, some want the ship to sink, and a few just don't care. Some just want to watch the glory/destruction of it all.
What events unfolded to get us here? Too many. Some will try to trace this back to one single point, one person or one political party to blame for the whole fiasco. I'm not going to do that here. I won't place a label on this. In reality, I do not care how it happened right now. I only care on how the problem can be fixed.