Science Talk

pettifogger · Guest

“Remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always
won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem
invincible but in the end, they always fall -- think of it, ALWAYS.”
----- Mahatma Gandhi

Incompetent, narcissistic, virtueless, vacuous, malicious criminals are in
charge of this country.

Talk of presidential impeachment is in the air.

The Most Vital Political Statement of 2006

Luckily this country is still a democracy. People still have a voice.
People still can take action.

Somehow we were sent to invade a nation because it was a direct threat to
the American people, or to the world, or harbored terrorists, or was
involved in the September 11 attacks, or received weapons-grade uranium
from Niger, or had mobile weapons labs, or WMD, or had a need to be
liberated, or we needed to establish a democracy, or stop an insurgency,
or stop a civil war we created that can't be called a civil war even
though it is. Something like that.

Somehow our elected leaders were subverting international law and humanity
by setting up secret prisons around the world, secretly kidnapping people,
secretly holding them indefinitely, secretly not charging them with
anything, secretly torturing them. Somehow that overt policy of torture
became the fault of a few "bad apples" in the military.

Somehow back at home, support for the soldiers meant having a
five-year-old kindergartener scribble a picture with crayons and send it
overseas, or slapping stickers on cars, or lobbying Congress for an extra
pad in a helmet. It's interesting that a soldier on his third or fourth
tour should care about a drawing from a five-year-old; or a faded sticker
on a car as his friends die around him; or an extra pad in a helmet, as if
it will protect him when an IED throws his vehicle 50 feet into the air as
his body comes apart and his skin melts to the seat.

Somehow the more soldiers who die, the more legitimate the illegal
invasion becomes.

Somehow American leadership, whose only credit is lying to its people and
illegally invading a nation, has been allowed to steal the courage, virtue
and honor of its soldiers on the ground.

Somehow those afraid to fight an illegal invasion decades ago are allowed
to send soldiers to die for an illegal invasion they started.

Somehow faking character, virtue and strength is tolerated.

Somehow profiting from tragedy and horror is tolerated.

Somehow the death of tens, if not hundreds, of thousands of people is
tolerated.

Somehow subversion of the Bill of Rights and The Constitution is
tolerated.

Somehow suspension of Habeas Corpus is supposed to keep this country safe.

Somehow torture is tolerated.

Somehow lying is tolerated.

Somehow reason is being discarded for faith, dogma, and nonsense.

Somehow American leadership managed to create a more dangerous world.

Somehow a narrative is more important than reality.

Somehow America has become a country that projects everything that it is
not and condemns everything that it is.

Somehow the most reasonable, trusted and respected country in the world
has become one of the most irrational, belligerent, feared, and distrusted
countries in the world.

Somehow being politically informed, diligent, and skeptical has been
replaced by apathy through active ignorance.

Somehow the same incompetent, narcissistic, virtueless, vacuous, malicious
criminals are still in charge of this country.

Somehow this is tolerated.

Somehow nobody is accountable for this

In a democracy, the policy of the leaders is the policy of the people. So
don't be shocked when our grandkids bury much of this generation as
traitors to the nation, to the world and to humanity. Most likely, they
will come to know that "somehow" was nurtured by fear, insecurity and
indifference, leaving the country vulnerable to unchecked, unchallenged
parasites.

--- THE NATION

Is there not some chosen curse,
Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven,
Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man
Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin?
- Joseph Addison, Cato (act I, sc. 1)