Sunday, September 8, 2013

Caring

I remember when I was a kid and my parent's were watching the show, 60 Minutes.  I don't remember exactly what they were reporting on, as in which plant or where it was, but it drew me in (the ticking of that stop watch to this day gets to me).  As I watched about something horrible, something so incredibly mind-blowing (well at least to a child) it had something to do with nuclear power, and how this specific thing that a certain plant was doing was going to make people sick, in fact, it already had, and that nothing had been done to stop it,  I was blown away.  And then I thought, well, phew, at least now that is out in the open, it can be fixed and all will be well.

I was amazed that there was no further reporting on it, and that was a time well before google, and local newspapers didn't carry all that much in the way of national news, so I was always left with this nagging wonder.  What happened?  Did anyone follow up?  Clearly something SO AWFUL and now something that had been brought into the light, would end.

It was a disconcerting feeling, and to channel all of that angst, I began to chronicle certain news events that I found fascinating.  The impeachment of Richard Nixon -- Watergate -- I was so blown away by that, I can't even tell you.  I have scrap books filled with clippings, pictures torn out of Time and Newsweek Magazines, even big glossy photos from Life magazine ... I was obsessed, and read everything I could about it, listened to the evening news with a passion, and queried any adults I thought might be able to answer my questions.  I learned at a very young age that most people don't care.  They don't care about these monumental events, things that affect them because the President of the United States is kind of a big deal, right?  I was foreign to the concept of being sarcastic and cynical, but I suspect I cultivated those in spades by discovering that I lived in a world of people who really didn't care about stuff I personally felt that they should care about.

If I brought up nuclear power, there would be some that would say so what, we're going to have to do something.  (Okay, but did they happen to catch that segment on 60 Minutes where people were DYING???)  There were some who agreed that yes, it was a scary thing, but what were you going to do?  I followed the Clamshell Alliance when the nuclear power plant that now exists on the seacoast of New Hampshire had yet to be built, and I was frightened that when people talked about the evacuation routes that they had established would be parking lots and everyone would die, I wondered, really?  No one is going to stop this?

To this day, I read the news, I am up-to-date on current events (not bullshit, like sports figures that kill people or depressed mothers who kill their children or what particular housewife of whatever city is doing to whom or marrying whom.)  No, I have always read the news, and to this day, I find it very, very scary.  And you can't really talk to anyone about it, first because for the most part, people are more interested in all the stuff in parenthesis, but secondly because I don't think anything is reported with any integrity, so it all just leaves me wondering.  In addition, there are SO many outlets where you can read about things, it is borderline overwhelming, and my obsessive self can spend hours trying to put together snippets of information from various sources to try to piece together a coherent understanding of what may or may not be taking place.  Diane Sawyer is a huge disappointment to me, and I think partially the reason that ABC trains all of their anchors through Good Morning America these days is because they want them to be familiar and comfortable with reporting bullshit news.  They don't want real newspeople -- certainly not someone who questions authority and goes for the story regardless.  No, the only reason Diane Sawyer and any of the network news anchors have jobs is because they do what they are told.  That isn't reporting, it is faction-based news reciting.

I don't watch any of that.

Instead of just saying I am against war and I don't think that the U.S. should bomb the hell out of Syria, I am really trying to grasp the subtle reasons why it should (or shouldn't) take place.  Why don't we have access to the "classified" information that would prove that chemical attacks have taken place?  Obama is slated to be on all of the major news networks, but again, I won't be watching those, so I find it very confusing.  According to an AP report,  in the U.S., the case for military action has evoked comparisons to false data used by the Bush administration about weapons of mass destruction to justify the 2003 invasion of Iraq.  That concerns me big time, and seeking out possible "proof" of these attacks on youtube.com only bewilders me.  I found so many compelling videos on the Boston bombing that disproved pretty much the entire story that was being fed through mainstream media outlets, and once again, no one cares, and no one wants to listen.

Yeah. It's hard to be me!  And I can be wrong, I am sure, in some (I won't say many!) instances, but I will never believe that, mostly because I research and poke around and question EVERYTHING I have been told, and am always, always, always amazed that very few other people (that I know, I am certainly not saying the entire population) do not.

Which really brings me to the reason for this post, and it's the FACT that the NSA has been spying on us through illegal means, and no one seems to care.  NO ONE SEEMS TO CARE.  I don't get this.  Are there other little girls watching the news and thinking OH MY GOD?  I sure as hell hope so.  I sure as hell hope that there are enough people out there just as horrified as I am that we are being spied on my our own government and that our own government has its own liberties in place via the Patriot Act to do whatever the hell they want with us, whenever the hell they want.  There is a whole new generation being brought up to obey, and they are being fed genetically engineered food that makes them lazy and easy to manage.

Even as I write this, and I don't use keywords so that I don't get recognized right off the bat, I wonder why I live in fear of a technological BIG BROTHER while so few others think it's okay.  Or don't care.  Or whatever.  There are no cries of a miscarriage of justice ringing across the land, because it all just seems so ... so normal?  Same thing with the bogus facts that were engineered to shut down the city of Boston under martial law ... no one really cares.  They were put in harm's way, and everyone felt much better having the goverment's army take over their city.  I tell you right now, if I had been in that neighborhood, I would NOT have stayed behind closed doors, I would NOT have let anyone in to my home with a huge gun without a warrant, and it is quite possible that to this very day I would be rotting in some jail cell under the auspices of the Patriot Act, and Diane Sawyer would not report on it because she would be told that under no circumstances if she wanted to keep her job, should she ever utter the words Lisa Madden.

These are not paranoid or fantasy statements ... how often do you read about Jack Carter in the news?  How often did Diane Sawyer visit his jail cell?  Who is he?  He made a post on Facebook ...

Someone had said something to the effect of 'Oh you're insane, you're crazy, you're messed up in the head,’” he called, “to which he replied 'Oh yeah, I'm real messed up in the head, I'm going to go shoot up a school full of kids and eat their still, beating hearts.’”

According to Carter, he ended the quip with “LOL” and “JK”— Internet shorthand for “laugh out loud” and “just kidding,” respectively. A witness to the conversation in Canada became worried nonetheless and alerted the authorities, who then arrested Carter and charged him with making a terroristic threat.  For the full story, please read this:  http://www.globalresearch.ca/justin-carter-criminalizing-free-speech-facebook-terrorism-in-texas/5342614

So I'm not really kidding.  You can go to jail for being a stupid kid and making a ridiculous remark.  I hesitate to write this, and hopefully no one reading this blog will report me, but when I was in Kindergarten at a school run by nuns, I was sent to the bathroom (this was the school jail) for opening a drawer that I was told not to open.  Joining me in jail were several other boys, not really sure what their crimes were, but while in there we emptied the toilet paper dispensers of every scrap of toilet paper and flushed it down the toilet, and we left the water running (hoping that it would run out at some point and the school would have to close) and we also devised ways of how we would kill the nuns.  One of my suggestions was that I would get Bat Man's car, and when the class went out for it's daily walk up the hill to some statue of something I never did understand what it was, I would "accidentally" hit the nun in the Batman Car.

If you google Jack Carter's name, you get next to nothing.  Because a kid going to jail for making a remark on Facebook isn't really that big of a deal, right?  The best thing to do is to tell your kids not to make such remarks on Facebook or anywhere else, and they will be fine.  That entire mentality is chilling beyond compare.  This is a scary world we live in, and it's only going to get worse.  Much, much worse.

This blog will one hundred million percent be catalogued in one of the multitude of data centers that have been built by taxpayer dollars.  There is no shred of anything out there that isn't sifted through, and if you write things against the state, then you sure as hell are probably assigned to a specific person who monitors your every move.  All of this, one hundred percent illegal, and all of it not being corrected by a population who ... oh, whatever.

This is why I don't write these posts ... because it is just a huge waste of time and all it does is stack the decks against my getting through this lifetime without a bulging folder on all of my thoughts, opinions and possible arrest comments.  It was actually prompted by the show, The Newsroom, which is fabulous in that it is about exactly what I am talking about ... not reporting bullshit, but reporting actual news, and how that is really almost impossible in this day and age.

I thought for a while there that the way I was going to handle all of it was to shut up, grow my own food, tend my own chickens, live far away from any metropolitan city (that will be swarming with soldiers and police) and pretend none of it was really happening.

I don't think that is in my DNA.  That little girl is really screaming now, she's been biting her tongue for a long, long time, but now is the time to figure out how to get people to care.  There has to be a way.  There just has to.