A Dreamer
in Democratic pain.
Another
Thanksgiving is here and the turkeys and pigs have been sacrificed. The world
reflects nothing close to thanksgiving. In this age when news travels very
fast, I see the opposite from what used to be happy faces rejoicing thankfully
for God’s gifts. I drive out of town and view fields of crops under a blanket
of snow. Looking at the news for something good depresses me.
A summer
that began with stories of floods continued with devastating storms is finished
with pictures of fires. It is happening all the time, and no longer looks like
news. Politically motivated embargoes on food exports devastate the economy and
great industries close down or are heading towards troubled times. Our
main local staple, oil, is selling at below-cost prices and it will never make
a comeback.
I feel like
a goat that was placed in a lion’s den to provide “live feed.” The lions are
fighting about who is going to kill and eat me. There is a gnawing feeling at
the pit of my stomach that political leaders, big businesses and even religious
leaders have failed me. I am not uncomfortable, thanks to many years of work
and saving, but the more powerful are fighting to take away my hard-earned
security.
I am told
that we live in a democratic country and that we the people call the shots.
Looking hard at my situation I am unable to see evidence of it. I live in the
best province in the best country and what I need for survival is being
threatened. A quick scan of a major newspaper reveals three articles trying to
convince us that we would benefit from privatizing some aspects of health
care. I know where that will lead. Next to us is a much bigger economy where
the majority of personal bankruptcies are generated by healthcare issues.
The news is
the only TV program that I watch and it is never good. I don’t want to shut it
off and pretend that it’s not happening. That may be dangerous. Last week
protests around the world dominated it. Most noticeable and close to home were
millions of people, including vast numbers of youths trying to draw attention
to the predicted extinction of our civilization. It was taught at University
long ago when I was a youth and now people are finally taking action.
Extinction Rebellion they are calling the movement. I feel shame that we didn’t
do enough, but it’s too late. Possibly I can help them by arguing against
others of my generation who invested in keeping things as they are and refuse
to accept change.
This week
any news not related to the upcoming elections is dominated by the greatest
betrayal in recent history. When the West was facing ISIS in the middle east,
the landless Kurds provided the much needed “boots on the ground.” Often they
were teenage girls with guns. Now the “greatest President of the USA” faced
with impeachment is trying to focus the Media away from his trouble by letting
Turkey exterminate the Kurds on the border.
I try hard
to keep up with the pre-election politics. I see one leader singing praise for
what he did in the last four years, but he could have done a lot more. He points
out the lack of performance of the opposing party that was in power for
ten years and did less. Things were so messed up that they delayed retirement
age by two years as if that would have helped. The leader of the opposition
gets on and wastes all his public exposure on calling the present Prime
Minister names. I would much prefer a plan and a declaration that if they fail
to implement, they would penalize themselves. No go.
The local
candidates come to my area for public debate and I faithfully attend. I watch
the sitting MP follow his leader and spend most of his time knocking the Prime
Minister. He will leave more money in my pocket. Ha Ha. I wish he would send me
the Carbon Tax refund but I was supposed to save money at the gas pump which
never showed a decrease in prices. A $1.07 per litter just like before
provincial elections. The other available candidate is wasting time trying to
tell me that we should burn our way into extinction since he and a few
others don’t “believe” the world’s scientists. The next candidate
(Green) is offering to retrain people who will lose jobs when we change
our major energy production methods. She is speaking to folks who want to fight
the unavoidable change. She is on the stage ahead of her time. What should I
do?
Let’s face
it. I am OK right now. If they try to privatize health care, I will fight and
probably die. My life has been good, but I am concerned about my grandkids who will
still be fighting when I am gone. Overall, my generation improved the well
being around the world, won some equality for the oppressed and created
miracles like the internet. Now we are voting and may force some good changes
to happen.
I will
probably choose to vote for a “Mother” since I trust mother’s instincts to
prevail against male egotism. Mothers always fight for the kids. That is just
me. You make your own choice.
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The Kurdish
youth sacrificed for power and greed. Are our youth next?
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