If the machine of government is of such a nature that it requires you to be the agent of injustice to another, then, I say, break the law. -- Henry David Thoreau
@shoutcacophony I don't know if it's capitalism that's directly responsible for that erosion of words' application to one's own life and stance for or against the world. We are overrun by language, sound-bites, Tweets, and so on that the sheer weight of the wave threatens to drown us in inaction and ennui and so on. I keep on citing Thomas Merton, but he's still right when he says, What we need to be is who we are, which I take to mean that our words and lives must be congruent; as someone else said, Let your Yes be Yes and your No, No. We crave honesty and those who blow the whistle only shelter us in their shadows as they face light.
The fate of your country is in your young hands May God give you strength Do your job real well If it all was worth it Only time it will tell In the morning they return With tears in their eyes The stench of death drifts up to the skies A soldier so ill looks at the sky pilot Remembers the words "Thou shalt not kill" Sky pilot.....sky pilot How high can you fly You never, never, never reach the sky
Anarchists are socialists because they want the improvement of society, and they are communists because they are convinced that such a transformation of society can only result from the establishment of a commonwealth of property. -- Johann Most
@inkslinger @angle Yeah, I share your wish on that one. One could always hold membership in both unions, though, and push wherever you can for your more conservative union to be more militant.
@hntooter 'Alexa, be my friend': I cannot imagine a sadder way to end this evening. Well, hope springs eternal--and I hope these children find real friends, those there in joys and sorrows, warm hands on cold ones, a shoulder on which to weep or one to thump in laughter.
@gemlog @jeremiah As a writer of song, I am more interested in the human element, the story of living in a particular place in the world, in a given way, under whatever limitations are there, and how life forces its way out, all the same. I follow folks who speak of politics, of art, of music; in short, those who express a fundamental hope that things can and ought to be better than they are. We can reach no further (farther? I never know which) than our hands, though, and that's as it should be: more humility.