Bernie the Baptist

Hilary thought she could zipline from Wall Street to the White House.

Like her husband.

But it wasn't Putin or Trump that did her in.   It was Bernie.

I told him a thousand times, while he was grooving to a Carol King tune:

"Is it too late baby?"  "Is it too late?"

He said, no way man.  I'm like John the Baptist.   The voice crying in the wilderness trying to make way for the first socialist king:  if its Corey Booker.  Or queen: if its Elizabeth Warren.  Just a little ahead of my time. A little out of synch but my voice is still pure and true.

Yea, whatever.   You mobilized a base that went in a direction your proto-socialist ass didn't anticipate.   All the Jaigh Lowder's of the world.   And Haystack Calhoun's.  And Marshall Hoekel's. I could continue ad nauseum.  But I have a word limit here.  

Then he continued that he thought I was Turkish.   Wow, I went from being German to English, and now I'm Turkish.   And I think they are going to come and carry me away.  Like that Russian Ambassador.   That ambassador didn't mean anything after all.  Just following orders.  Like Goering. Let there be songs to fill the air.  Waiting for the tide to roll.  Ripple in still water.  Reach out your hand if your cup be empty.

Now for a brief diversion.   The plug for Obama.   All of you dissing Obama for the U.S. abstaining on that U.N. resolution condemning Israel for the settlements.   Get over it.   We need to seriously pivot to Asia and get out of the middle east.   Its a no win situation.  Not that Israel isn't a beacon for humanity, but seriously, they need to lighten up.  So Obama did the correct thing by distancing himself from them until they do.   Kudos to you Barack.  And a scandal free eight years.  And that Iran deal.  And health care.  Anyway.....

Bernie, Bernie, lately I've been feeling your pain.  My heart is wide open.  But I'm sitting here in Limbo.  Waiting for the dice to roll.  Got some time to search my soul.  And the soul of our country.   Did you know that our entire economy is based on the various forms of self-medication?

I can't sleep now.  I found that I'm too exciting.

Hunter Gatherer vs. Farmer

Reality has several advantages over fiction.  If you are cold, blankets are available. If you are not concerned about the cold, follow the blood arroyo to the place where the snake lays its eggs.   You can make that feeling go away if you want.

Well then, what is it that you want?   Do you think there may be something wrong with this world? Something hiding underneath?  I remember when I first started here.  Everything seemed so lifelike. Not anymore.

What if I told you that no choice you ever made was your own.   What if I told you I was here to set you free.  Indeed, I can take you to America--the land of the free.  In America, you can live any life you want.   Using that freedom, most people work in low paying demeaning jobs.

Are you still cold?   Take this.  It has kept me warm over many cold nights.  It can even give you a sense of purpose.

If you are so concerned about my well being, why don't you give me what I really want?  Real answers.

Hmmm.   Maybe, but there is something I'd like you to try first.  Its a game, a secret.  The goal is to find its center.

The Hunter:  I know how to hunt, to fish, to build a shelter, and I'm armed.  I'm free.   What do I need with you?  Don't tell me what to do.  You can make that feeling go away if you want.

The Farmer:  Mine is the God of Vengeance.   God may not always give us rain when we want, but he will punish your hubris my friend.  You can't trust the natural world, you must defend it.  Defend your property.  Defend your women.  You cannot make the feeling go away.  Not now, not ever.

Here we are at the blood arroyo.  Plenty of snakes, but I don't see any eggs.  I used to believe there was a path for everyone.  Even for the electoral college.  Even when you go to the Turkish art exhibit and the man in the dark suit pulls out the gun.  We all thought it was a theatrical flourish.   We were wrong.   I used to believe there was a path for everyone.