My head buzzes with things, issues, important issues, that I want to write about; Routine surveillance of U.S. citizens by our government, Supreme Court decisions that have, in effect, granted immunity from civil liability to the pharmaceutical industry, guns and the pursuit of happiness set forth in the Declaration of Independence, corporations as “people” in the eyes of the Supreme Court, the questionable distinction between bribery and campaign contributions by the right wing branch of SCOTUS, the dismal state of affairs in Detroit, the dismal state of affairs in Detroit public schools, the craziness of Florida’s stand your ground law, my golf game, etc., etc. The buzzing central issue in these various topics (aside from my incompetent golf game) is the fearful knowledge our government and various factions within our society are wreaking havoc on the very foundation of our society. Our constitutional rights, using questionable and self-serving pretexts, are being sacrificed in the name of fake government security, entitlements of big business, racial politics and single issue zealots (think NRA and pro-lifers).
When I start to write on a topic, I like to think about the humor element; e.g. there is something inherently funny about an elderly male congressman implying publicly that a pregnancy induced as a result of an act of rape is not, in fact, a rape because the human body prevents it if, in fact, it is an actual rape. The topic started to become a lot less funny, however, when the pregnancy is viewed as “God’s will.” What I am trying to say is that my sense of humor about all of these issues is being sorely tested when, for example, people die daily (28,000 per year in Michigan) from prescription drugs and their families are left without a remedy to redress their grievances (despite the 7th Amendment to our U.S. Constitution which guarantees the right to civil trial by jury).
The seriousness of these issues is no laughing matter.
I write today because I know that by sending my various rants to you, I am taking up your time and, in a very real way, imposing my thought processes on you. I know that some of you disagree with most of what I have to say. Others are members of the choir, so to speak. My intent, however, is pure. It is to get all of us on the same page of at least thinking about these things, these things that matter so much to each of us.
Just saying . . .