posted on Jun, 18 2010 @ 05:08 AM
Believe or not, ladies and gentlemen, I can speak with dead poets, and yesterday night Walt Whitman talked to me and said that the Oil peak is the
last warning to America and then began to flow the lines of his poem below.
Really, America needs a fundemantal change. She is destroying herself and the world since decades with a most gluttonous attitude history ever
I know the last catastrophe is not only America's fault, it is the absolute criminal act of capitalis itself. But we have to see the bigger picture
here. America is the leader of this capitalist blood sucker gang. And look at all the life-style build in America: Biggest cars, biggest dinner
plates, biggest of everything, longest distances from people to people, and smallest solidarity between people. And it is not the system that is
guilty but the people of America itself. Look to the latest protests again Obama, where millions stand against health reform. Can't you see you have
the worst health system in the world? Do you know that my friends doing their Phd in America coming to here, Turkey, for any health examination or
operation, even it is emergent. I can't think about what poor people are doing in your country...
When I was in New Orleans, 7 years ago, I was deeply dissapointet about the social stratification, social distances and unhappiness I witnessed. Every
white person was talking about the places where black people live as "dangerous" where I shouldn't go. I saw the same coldness and alienation among
people in Los Angeles and Philedelphia. You should build a new solidarity, not anymore military solidarity. You should change the life styles, build
clean energy infrastructure, reform the health system completly, reduce consume, shut down some dumb TV channels, build active social work facilities.
Give up this democrat-republic dichotomy and build a polyphonic political system. Stop being the hegemonical power of the world but give support to
rebuild the ecomonical system of it and abolish the finance system.
All this are only in the hand of people, people are only chance to change everything.
There are, and must be still chance.
Oak grows with or without human, it doesn't care, but only a human understands what does it mean. Lets take a leaf out of it, and lets grow from the
I SAW IN LOUISIANA A LIVE-OAK GROWING
by: Walt Whitman (1819-1892)
SAW in Louisiana a live-oak growing,
All alone stood it, and the moss hung down from the branches;
Without any companion it grew there, uttering joyous leaves of dark green,
And its look, rude, unbending, lusty, made me think of myself;
But I wonder'd how it could utter joyous leaves, standing alone there,
without its friend, its lover near--for I knew I could not;
And broke off a twig with a certain number of leaves upon it, and twined
around it a little moss,
And brought it away--and I have placed it in sight in my room;
It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends,
(For I believe lately I think of little else than them)
Yet it remains to me a curious token--it makes me think of manly love;
For all that, and though the live-oak glistens there in Louisiana, solitary, in a
wide flat space,
Uttering joyous leaves all its life, without a friend, a lover, near,
I know very well I could not.