Jul 2

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7/2/2010 7:10 AM 

There is a limit to hearing of wrongs. Of private prisons operating for profit. Of Homeland Security breaking up Latino families. Of driving blacks out of New Orleans. Of giant firms poisoning the public with bad food and dangerous packaging, endangering coal miners, and contaminating our aquifers. Of bad health care at exorbitant cost. Of collusion of the elite to steal from the rest of us. Of continued funding of the torture school at Ft. Benning, Of supporting criminal takeover of Haiti and Honduras. Of the CIA murdering people. Of police brutalizing dissidents. Of ocean drilling. Of the whole rotten stinking, stupid, meaningless wasting of our precious blue dot. At first there was awakening, then came astonishment at the pervasiveness, and finally there has come realization that the root cause is a public so hooked on technology it will not depose the criminals who control it. Now the wrongs hit me like Chinese water torture, wrong, wrong, wrong, because there is no more hope. Only one event could win some precious time from me, and that would be Vashon turning out as one to throw off the yoke of packaged style and return to the soil. Yesterday I decided to take a last look at beauty and wonder.