A New & Improved Human?! Nope...

My favorite writer, post-election has been Paul Campos at the blog Lawyers, Guns & Money (hat tip: Warren Zevon).  Paul (& Warren too), are just my kind of people. Smart, witty, articulate; writers with heart & intellect, inquiring, fiery, creative minds. 

Over here in our little secret garden, my partner and I have been wracking our souls & minds trying to make sense of recent events. We have been spinning in a whirlpool of conflicting emotions, and furious confusion. Our conception of the USA, the World, hell, the Universe itself, has been shattered.  Our post-election days have been a process of picking up the scattered pieces, trying to mock up a new vision, a new narrative, a new story we can tell ourselves & live with.

It has been difficult. 

Yesterday's conversation seemed to hover over the idea: How to make a Better Voter, or even more fundamentally, a Better Human Being? Talk about a fraught, dicey, complicated, contradictory, and impossible subject.

Look at the History of Humans. It's a battle of Religions, Philosophies, Mythologies, Governments, Languages, Ethics, Morals, Sciences, Biology. Much of the pain, heartache, misery, oppression, tragedy, genocide, atrocity, and catastrophic ugliness has been generated by groups of Humans trying to impose their vision, their way of life, upon other groups of Humans. With always fucked up results. 

Think of those missionaries with a Sword in one hand, Bible in the other. Ha. Lately folks want to beat down other folks with hefty old books like the Bible or the Koran. That is some old time shite. What of "On the Road?!" Or "Moby Dick?" or "Slaughter House Five" or "Catch 22"? Ha!

Yikes. The best answer we came up with yesterday to the question how to make a smarter, better Humans was: Fuck, Who Knows?! I mean we are not so delusional, or maybe not as delusional as some other folks; we are smart enough, my partner and I, to know that our idea of smarter & better doesn't mean more Humans that look, think and act like us. That is arrogant hubris.

We are pretty fucked up and condictory ourselves, and our history & the formative experience in our lives, within our very quirky families, and our faculties, capabilities, and biological imperatives are uniquely our own.

But kicking this question around, basically comes down to how can our species get better at decsion-making, evaluating information, separating truth from bullshit, acting more compassionately towards each other, and living more truthfully & ethically. Of course the question is assuming other people want the same thing for the species. Which may be a fundamental fallacy right there. Ha. I'm just defining our own private tribe, right there.  We are also the tribe that thinks: live and let live & to each his and her own. As Sly Stone told it: "Different strokes, for different folks." A nice, happy, little blue-bubble utopia right there.

An ongoing Human problem: Humans imposing their ideas, their ways of life on other Humans with violence and oppression.

This morning I came across Paul Campos latest post about how most Americans have no clue about America and their fellow citizens. Funny. We truly are a stupid, complicated, ridiculous species. We think we are so damn smart, and we prove every damn day that we really, really aren't. 

Best way forward? Start with: I know nothing. The kicker line to Paul's post: "The re-election of Donald Trump to the presidency of the United States is truly a mystery that will never be solved."

Ain't it the truth, brother. 

The Way of Losing...

Yes. I fall back on all the old cliches: Keep on Keeping On, Hang in There, Keep A Going, When the Going Gets Tough the Tough Get Going, Be Here Now. 

We often fail, fall down, lose a battle, your team loses, your dreams crash & burn, you take a licking, but, you know, you gotta keep on ticking. 

Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. Sometimes happens all the time. What do we learn from losing? The Universe works in mysterious ways. The Universe is bigger than you. The Universe doesn't give flying fig for your feelings.

You are gonna lose. Often. 

On the one hand, you have to get used to it. And other hand, you can't let it defeat you. Sure, sometimes you get totally pummeled, beaten down, you will be hammered into the ground, but, still, for sure, you will get back up. It's just the way of the world. You can tell yourself, losing, and how you handle it, is the way to build character, and that's a good thing, character. Ha. That's a good one.

If you stay in the game, there will be wins. No doubt. It's what keeps you going. As long as you are living, there will always be the sea of possibilities. You know, there's Joe Strummer's idea: The Future is Unwritten. Ok. You are down, defeated, feel like shit, but, come on, look up, there is a big blue sky up there, there is a glimmer of light beckoning to you, it's a new day, fuck, Lady Luck might be riding with you today, a winning streak may be just around the corner. Who knows? I mean, hell, anything is possible, right?!

Let's Stop Gaslighting Ourselves...

Ok. Maybe this from Paul Campos is the best thing I have read post-election? 

"I don’t have a specific plan of action for our purported leaders. I do have the following observation: If you are saying that Donald Trump won a free and fair election, you are lying to yourself."

It gets to the nub of the issue for me. I suppose I have been noodling it around in my head, danced around it, talked it through with my partner; we have been spending many days, fretting, consoling each other, "telling stories to ourselves," trying decide upon a satisfying narrative of what happened, and why are we so alienated from the results.

But, of course, yes, indeed, we have been gaslighting ourselves, the reality: "It wasn't a free & fair election." 

"Donald Trump’s re-election wasn’t free and fair in a whole bunch of ways, including the fact that it was enabled by enormous amounts of mind-poisoning propaganda, foreign and domestic, but here I want to emphasize the most important such way, which is that a correct interpretation of the pre-existing legal rules, specifically those found in the US Constitution, would disqualify him from holding the office to which he was just re-elected.

Donald Trump tried to overthrow the government by staying in the presidency after he lost an election. That is the very definition of committing insurrection against the lawful government of the United States. The 14th amendment was adopted specifically to bar people like Donald Trump — insurrectionists — from holding federal office.

This little detail has seemingly gone down the national memory hole, so eager are we all to tell ourselves stories in order to live."

WTF! Right?! 

Let's stop with gaslighting ourselves. This man should have been disqualified from running for office long ago. All our institutions have failed. The Supreme Court, the Republican Party, the Congress, the Justice Department, much of the Press, and many of our fellow citizens. They have all betrayed the spirit and the letter of the rule of law, and failed in their duty to the Constitution and to the USA.

Shame on them. Does anyone still believe in shame? And shame on us too.

Mass Delusion... Yes... Indeed...

This from Roxane Gay (what a fabulous name), is the smartest take on Trunp's voters I have read. There is a madness a "mass delusion," amongst the MAGA hordes. I have always thought the movement is more about pathology than politics.

What is so difficult to swallow: the Victory of Unreason. You can't argue with it. You can't present facts and carry the day. No longer does the best idea win.  Folks so deluded, so dedicated to clinging to the never-ending river of lies are impossible to deal with. If there is no truth, no facts, then we are lost in the Funhouse of Power and Tyranny. Tyranny of Blind Unreason.

"Mr. Trump’s voters are granted a level of care and coddling that defies credulity and that is afforded to no other voting bloc. Many of them believe the most ludicrous things: babies being aborted after birth and children going to school as one gender and returning home surgically altered as another gender even though these things simply do not happen. Time and again, we hear the wild lies these voters believe and we act as if they are sharing the same reality as ours, as if they are making informed decisions about legitimate issues. We act as if they get to dictate the terms of political engagement on a foundation of fevered mendacity.

We must refuse to participate in a mass delusion. We must refuse to accept that the ignorance on display is a congenital condition rather than a choice. All of us should refuse to pretend that any of this is normal and that these voters are just woefully misunderstood and that if only the Democrats addressed their economic anxiety, they might vote differently. While they are numerous, that does not make them right.

These are adults, so let us treat them like adults. Let us acknowledge that they want to believe nonsense and conjecture. They want to believe anything that affirms their worldview. They want to celebrate a leader who allows them to nurture their basest beliefs about others. The biggest challenge of our lifetime will be figuring out how to combat the American willingness to embrace flagrant misinformation and bigotry."

All in One Place...

All in one place. Below is a description of the man the GOP nominated for President twice. Takes your breath away to read these simple paragraphs. The gobsmacking part, people actually voted for, and elected this supremely toxic individual twice. To see his life summed up in a few paragraphs really brings home what soul-less, foolish, idiots some of us truly are.  Are folks just that deluded? That stupid? That uncaring? Do some of us actually want the USA  & our little experiment in Democracy to fail? 

"The sheer volume is remarkable." Yes. Indeed. Not in a good way. What does it say about us, that some of us would choose this man, of all people, to represent us in the world? Pathetic, terrible, tragic, such a self-sabotating debacle and catastrophe. Remember when we were told that "character counts?" Whatever happened to honor, intelligence, grace, ethics, morals? Ha. I suppose that is now old world shite? Crazy world brothers & sisters.

On October 20, Peter Baker wrote a rare comprehensive story on Trump’s alleged and convicted crimes.

His businesses went bankrupt repeatedly and multiple others failed. He was taken to court for stiffing his vendors, stiffing his bankers and even stiffing his own family. He avoided the draft during the Vietnam War and avoided paying any income taxes for years. He was forced to shell out tens of millions of dollars to students who accused him of scamming them, found liable for wide-scale business fraud and had his real estate firm convicted in criminal court of tax crimes.

He has boasted of grabbing women by their private parts, been reported to have cheated on all three of his wives and been accused of sexual misconduct by more than two dozen women, including one whose account was validated by a jury that found him liable for sexual abuse after a civil trial.

He is the only president in American history impeached twice for high crimes and misdemeanors, the only president ever indicted on criminal charges and the only president to be convicted of a felony (34, in fact). He used the authority of his office to punish his adversaries and tried to hold onto power on the basis of a brazen lie.

Mr. Trump beat some of the investigations and lawsuits against him and some proved unfounded, but the sheer volume is remarkable.

We are Not Wrong...

The New Manifesto...

Yes. Something clicked for me over the weekend. Saturday, we plunged into other things. Playing music with our band. Sinking into the process of songwriting, and then bringing those songs to a small group of accomplished musicians. We all needed to do it. Desperately. We lost ourselves in the creating.

Then, later that evening we rode our bikes to a little storefront place (see previous post), and plunged into the good vibes of a ramshackle collection of souls, a loose community of seekers of good vibes, good music, and moments of glimmering transcendence. 

It dawned on me that yes, of course, we live in a Blue Bubble, a place very different from other parts of the country, but we wouldn't want to live anywhere else. I truly believe we are on the right track. This is our America. It is the right place, the right time, the right stance, the way to live. It's a welcoming, open-armed and open-hearted place; a multi-cultural stew of Humanity. It's a beautiful thing, indeed.

Over here the policies are inclusion, non-discrimination, good cheer, smart conversation, a compassion and an empathy that rides inside everyone's hearts. We do have it figured out. Our side may have lost the election  by the slimmest of threads to the forces of unreason, hatred, division, BUT WE ARE NOT WRONG. Our instincts, our policies, our politics, are correct. 

We are on the path of soul. 

So, yeah, you know, a new Manifesto. It's a Manifesto of Love & Creativity. We have to navigate around the coming Tyranny. Do our best to tune that evil, death-generating shite out, to keep our heads and hearts in the game. There is no place for despondency, there is no giving up. We are on the right side of history. No doubt. There may be dark times ahead, but we will gather together, and bring & bathe in, the Light.

This is just a little detour, a setback, a wake-up call. 

This is How to Do It...

We didn't talk about current events. That was a little protest right there. Instead, we gathered together to listen to music, to say "hello" to each other; like-minded folks reaching out for a healing & a renewing: musicians, poets, writers, people from all walks of life. It was a celebration. There was joy & love in the room. Overflowing, over-stuffed, a defiant, enthusiastic, joy. A turning away, a turning towards the light in each other. We all felt the power of a lively, intelligent, giving spirit emanating from inside us and floating up & around us. We were all bathing in the power of great music, great performers, and the good feeling and spirit of the gathered tribes. It was not a surrender, it was a defiant-rebellion and a soul-enriching choice. We all refused to be defeated, refused to be despondent. We all knew we were on the right track, riding the vibes. It was all so essential. This is how to do it; to carry on, turn away from the madness & darkness. Yes. And damn the torpedoes.

Here's a Good Question...

Here's a good question...

What if you are a citizen of a country, a big sprawling land that encompasses lots of territory and is home to many people, a vast multi-cultural stew of Humanity, and as an engaged, concerned citizen of this land, you happen to believe in the constitutional order, the rule of law, good government, personal responsibility, the public good, kindness, gentle-ness, empathy, compassion a better way, and a better day? What if you happen to respect women, and gays, and all racial groups? What if you think that everyone should be treated equally, and encouraged to flourish, and live good, happy, productive, healthy lives?

And at the same time, the newly elected President of this same land, believes in none of the above?  Instead this person entrusted with this weighty consequential job is a long-time law-breaker, a norm-destructor, a fantasy-maker, a prodigious and unashamed liar, a sexual predator, a shit-stirrer, a creator of division and hate, someone who recognizes only their own need & wants, and someone who sees power as something to wield against all perceived enemies, and really, when it comes down to it, everyone is an enemy, or potential enemy, except those who play the game, bend, and bow, and shamelessly disembowel themselves and scrape before the mad wanna-be power?

What does that engaged, concerned citizen do then?

Ha... well... like I said, good question!

Turn to Wisdom...

Yes. Sticking with the "funny" concept (see previous post). The World takes a turn to the darkness. My country, good Ole USA, looks to be taking a great leap forward into the void of a Very Stupid and Proudly Corrupt Authoritarianism.

Sure. Resist. Maybe the best way forward, clearing the decks, start with Laughter, laugh at the pure idiocy, self-sabotaging ridiculousness of it all.

Then, screw your head back on and be ready to protest, organize, march, vote, and be a thorn in the side to the scoundrels, grifters and looters of our country's treasures. Refuse the new group-think. These folks who want to dismantle our government are not good people, they have bad intentions and bad designs.

Who to turn to? Socrates? Aristotle? Plato? MLK Jr? John Lewis? Shakespeare? Beckett? Vonnegut? Joseph Heller? Buddha? Gandhi? Nelson Mandela? I turn to Pogo. Yes. Who to blame? Our fellow voters. The beauty of Democracy, we all get to vote. But what if half the country believes the bullshit? "Garage In, Garbage Out. The best Democracy is made up of an informed populace. The Worst Democracy, and Idiocracy, a very misinformed populace.

From Heather Cox Richardson: "A new study out today from Data for Progress showed that people who paid “a great deal” of attention to political news voted for Vice President Kamala Harris +6, while those who paid “none at all” went +19 for Trump."

Yes. Ha, ha, ha. The joke is truly on us...

The HIlarity Phase...

What are the 5 stages of grief? Oh yeah. They didn't mention Hilarity. I just added it to the list.  Hilarity is the 6th stage. The Headline: Trump pick - Matt Gaetz for Attorney General. When I heard the news I broke into deep belly laughs. Yes. It was like the dam bursting. I just leapfrogged past all the other stages. Now I am in the land of Hilarity. I boldly step forward with a smile on my face and laughter in my heart.

If you don't know who Matt Gaetz is, well, I envy you. Google it for kicks. An appropriate nickname: Sleezy Creep. He is even loathed by his creepy colleages in the GOP, which if you think of it, is the safe harbor for scoundrels, cowards, rascists, and hollow characters of all stripes.

For the back-story and blow by blow of this latest fuckery, check out Heather Cox Richardson.

Looks like our new President-Elect really does want to destroy the USA from the inside out. His projected cabinet is not a a cabinet of curiosities, no, this will be a cabinet of hideous absurdities.

I do think the Orange Menance is now trolling all of us. He is a vengeful, deeply corrupt and corruptng force. What have the voters unleashed? Madness. Pure madness. I think this is really, really stupid, even for this supremely, stupid and stupid-making man.

Will Gaetz actually be confirmed? I doubt it, but who knows?! For sure the confirmation hearings should be a real circus and total shit-show. Maybe that's the point? So, yes, in the face of this idiocy, and bad intention, laughter is an appropriate response. It's a distancing thing. Sure, I am pained by the turn my country has taken, a turn to unreason, corruption, idiocy, retribution, but, you know, Human folly is a bottomless well. 

And hubris. It will rise like the sun. Karma is a bitch. The Orange Menace will inevitably push too far, and then it will all will come crashing down to reality. At least that is my pitch and life-raft. I mean, I know my Shakespeare and MacBeth, Richard the III, and King Lear. 

There is a joke to be found in there somewhere. Of course, it's a joke on all of us. In the meantime: Laughter rings out across the heartland.

Re-Think, Re-imagine...

Ah well. What's the upside? Bad shit goes down, you are sent reeling, you sink to the bottom. What next? A re-think, a recharge, a renewal. You do an inventory. What's important? What's essential? What's not essential? You sort of have to re-imagine your self, and your place in the world. You reimagine a new you. It's a bit gnarly, and weedy, and you know, you are sort of like Jeff Goldblum in "The Fly."  You are going to go thru some things. Turns out reality, and your place in it, is a bit uglier, and more unreasonable, crazier, & more complicated than your last conception of it all. And, well, that's OK. Best to be in touch with the real. Back to first principles: Be Here Now, Every Step Counts, Lean to the Light, Step Lightly, Be Lively,  Grace, Love, Heart, Soul, Music, Laughter. Everything has changed, and well, in a way, nothing has changed. There are new places to put your mind, and your attention. Your empathy and compassion needs a bit of a re-focusing. Eat well, Sleep Well, Read good books, listen to good music, write songs, play your guitar, re-fortify your being with Poetry, Drama, & Humor, and, of course, always, DAMN THE FUCKING TORPEDOES.

The Worst & the Dimmest...

Yes...

We have been on a downward spiral over here. Feeling like David Byrne's character: "I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax." 

Plus, feeling really down in the dumps. 

What is it all about?  The reality that our politics has taken a sharp turn away from reason. You know we are now in the Age of Unreason: crazy, stupid, fierce, unhappy, flailing. Every day we hear about the projected new, incoming administration. The usual deplorable suspects. The major assholes have been victorious and they are on the rise. Not the "Best & the Brightest," instead "The Worst and the Dimmest." 

It is totally disheartening. Mass Deportation is not a good idea. Climate Catastrophe is real and will have consequences for all living things on the planet. Climate Change Denialism is total madness writ large.

Talk about the Dark Ages. We will be taking major steps backwards into madness, ignorance, corruption, idiocy, bad-blood, bad deeds.  Yes Fascism on the rise. What a waste of time, energy, and human potential. Is there an upside? Probably not. It's looking like that kind of self-sabotaging tragedy.

It's the "I'm with Corruptly-Stupid Election..."

Well, if I met someone from another planet, you know, ride with me, it's my little fantasy thought-train this morning, if I met a traveller in time and space from another galaxy far away, how would I explain the 2024 Presidential Election in America?

It's the "I'm with Corruptly-Stupid Election."  You know those "low information voters" came out, and had their say, and it was quite definitive. Close, but definitive. They voted for that loud fat guy. You know the felon, the corrupt fool, the compromised cretin, the wanna be fascist/authoritarian big mouth.

Pretty sure those low information folks cut their own throats, and ours too. One digustingly obese billionaire seems hell-bent on fluffing up a crop of of other greedy billionaires, leaving the rest of us to fend for ourselves. Those authoritarian chickens are coming home to roost. Yikes.

Do I think there is going to be major 'buyer's remorse?" Yes, indeed, I do. And it won't take long to settle over us all. Of course, the damage will be great, and it's gonna a be long, hard, difficult slog, for years, to try to come back from this debacle. Democracy dies in Stupidity. Hard to fight the stupid.

Figure lots of pain and suffering, fleeing, flailing, and wailing, for the common folk, you know, the large majority of us. Any smart person, I'm not talking genius-level here, could have, and did, see that this particularly ugly choice was a fatal error. 

What to do? Try our best to keep our heads & spirits up, to take care of ourselves and those that we love. 

I turn to the Coach, Vince Lombardi. "When the going gets tough, the tough get going." Yes. That's the go-to mode. But, you know, where the fuck are we going? Nowhere to turn, nowhere to hide. Those other galaxies are so far away...

I Turn to Other Voices...

Republican strategist Sarah Longwell, who studies focus groups, told NPR, “When I ask voters in focus groups if they think Donald Trump is an authoritarian, the #1 response by far is, ‘What is an authoritarian?’”

WTF...

I turn to Other Voices. These are all must-reads: Heather Cox Richardson, Timothy Snyder (On Tyranny),  Rebbecca Solnit, AOC, Elizabeth Warren.

Assessing and recalibrating. There is no sense in beating up ourselves, or turning on our allies. The election of a deeply corrupt, criminal, billionaire, with no morals, no conscience, no respect for the Truth, the Constitution or The Rule of Law has deep & disburbing consequences for all of us on the planet.

We have a million worries: The Climate Catastrophe, Mass Deportation of Humans, National Abortion Ban, the downgrading and demeaning of all minorities. Looting & Pillaging of our Government, Destabilizing the $, destroying the middle classes, the stomping on the underclasses. Crony Capitalism of the Worst Sort, American Oligarchs unchained and joined with the ugly Authoritarians across the globe.

Now the question seems to be: How to keep our heads? How to organize? How to resist? How to keep Hope alive? How to channel the worry, the fear into Power, The Power of Love? Heady shite. There have been other times and places folks have faced this reality. There are heroes and other powerful counterbalancing voices, ideas, road-maps, strategies to be found.  

Be sure read this from Rebecca Solnit:

Authoritarians like Trump love fear, defeatism, surrender. Do not give them what they want

Rebecca Solnit

Here we are in a crisis in which almost everything we love is going to be under siege in the US in ways that will affect the world in many ways. Most of all this will be because a Trump administration is going to go to war on climate action domestically and internationally – on nature itself and the ways we protect it and thereby protect the systems on which human life depends.

I was asked to talk about hope. First of all, hope does not mean saying this is not bad, and it does not mean saying that we can defeat it. It just means saying we will keep showing up. That we will not give up. That we will assess our powers and weaknesses and recognise that the future we face looks grim, but we do not know how it will unfold, and neither do those we oppose. How it will unfold depends in no small part on what we do. People too often think hope is smiles and sunshine, when it’s fury in the face of danger and oppression, and pressing on in the storm.

More here: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2024/nov/09/authoritarians-like-trump-love-fear-defeatism-surrender-do-not-give-them-what-they-want

A Letter to a Friend...

Yes. For sure. I am usually the hopeful type but the opposite of hope is despair. I am kind of there at the moment. Alienated from my Country, wondering how we will live under Tyranny. Thinking Canada is a possibility.

Someone wrote that there are three responses to Fascism: Flee, Surrender, Resist. I suppose I would prefer to resist. But resistance is probably mainly/mostly just in my head. Revolution in the Head. Sure we will vote for the opposition. We are willing to march and protest. But, the forces of our destruction look to be on the ascendant with all the money & power available to them.

There is very little light at the moment. We are in the process of turning away, turning inward. Turning to our "art" our music, trying to find little moments of love and creativity. Doing our best not to be consumed by the darkness

The looming threat of living under the thumb of a lawless, corrupt, wanna-be tyrant is quite disheartening, absolutely soul-killing. Contrary to everything I ever thought about living in the USA. The American Dream trashed and crashed.

I do know my history. There have been dark times before: The Bush Torture Regime, The Iraq War, Nixon's war on drugs, Vietnam, Kent State, Race Riots in LA, Chicago, Detroit, The long enduring oppression of the poor, women, blacks, browns, gays.

Fuck. The country was originally founded upon the Genocide of the Native Americans, and Slavery of Black Folk. A deep, dark history, no doubt. But also a reaching forward to a better way. That seems to have been convincingly obliterated by this election. 

I have no idea what comes next, but it is looking quite dark & bleak at the moment.

"Resist, Flee, or Surrender..."

Walking around in our little progressive Blue Bubble yesterday, everyone we met on the path was in a state of shock. Yes. The American Dream has been deeply damaged. You could feel a deep sense of mourning; there was a cloud of inevitable doom. 

As the smoke clears from the wreckage of this latest election, I think those of us in opposition to the winning party, need to brush up on history, and on the meaning, and the ugly reality of Fascism in the USA.

Here is great little primer on what Fascism is and how it evolved and manifested in the world. Know your Mussolini and Hitler. It will be essential knowledge to carry with you in the coming years.

I am with Paul Campos here, I too think the people I greatly admire are being overly concilatory at the moment, it sounds gracious and smart, but I think it's the wrong message: the Obamas and Harris/Walz are wrong, you can't walk back your opposition to Fascism. They named it, they called it out. How do you now say, "let's all get along, roll up our sleeves and work together?" No. Now is not the time for "bipartisanship." Sure, peaceful transfer of power, violence only breeds violence, but there is no compromise with Fascism. 

"The options for defenders of liberal democracy are to resist, flee, or surrender. Bipartisan cooperation isn’t on the menu with Trump and Trumpism, and anybody who claims otherwise is either a fool, or thinks that they can cut a deal with Donald Trump while somehow still keeping their own hands clean at a time like this."

I strongly recommend you check out AOC's reaction to the election on Instagram. I think she lays it all out in vivid, real-world detail. We are entering dark times. We need champions who will fight for what's right. There is no compromise with the darkness. Resistance, organizing, mobilizing folks to educate themselves and then stand up and fight for what we believe in: Rule of Law, the Constitution, Democracy, Human Rights.

Democracy Damages Democracy...

It is a human-made catastrophe. Democracy damages Democracy.  Voters who choose a person who doesn't respect the constitution, free & fair elections & the rule of law, are choosing to destroy the Democracy from the inside. Their desire for a strong-man/tyrant seeds the dissolution and destruction of this very fragile union.

It is gob-smacking, confounding, astounding, crushing, depressing, ridiculous, unfathomable. 

But, who knows, maybe this Democracy isn't really as fragile as we fear? Maybe it is more resiliant than we believe? I guess we will find out. Seems the good, the bad, the ugly are always contending.

If you believe in Democracy, the power of the vote, you have to respect the results of the vote, even if you actually despise the results, and oppose the winner and his "policies" with every fibre of your being and soul.

There is no sense "analyzing," or trying to come up with theories. I look at the election of 2024 as a calamity, a castastrophe, a black swan event. Human Beings are complicated, contradictory. They do crazy shit all the time. They are easily conned, swayed, inflamed, misled; they actually often vote against their own interests out of hate, fear, spite, envy, pessimism, vengeance. Look at the history of Humanity. So much needless bloodshed, suffering, injustice, hurly-burly, toil & trouble. 

Might as well try to analyze a hurricane, a tsunami, a mud-slide. Humans make bad choices all the time. Self-sabotage is a constant theme. Yes, seems to me that we were at an important pivot point in the History of our Country. Looks like we've either gone backwards in a very dramatic & ugly fashion, or we have taken a leap forward into a deep darkness. I mean, you know, probably both. We seem to have stepped into a dark hole, it's a major fucking fail. We will soon be testing the resiliance of Democracy, and maybe we will discover it's limits and breaking points. Who knows?!

Yikes. I cling to that idea that "The Future is Unwritten." There is hope and promise in that idea. There are always surprises, detours, new openings, new ideas, new movements, new dreams; there will be renewal to be found in the tiny corners, the forgotten substrates, the deep dark places of reflection, the streets, the cafes and coffeehouses, & in the hearts & minds of Human Beings reaching out for the promise & the possibility of a better day. Sometimes we do listen to our better angels, sometimes not. Fuck, yeah, feeling dark and broken. But, you know, not done, not undone. Still standing, still dreaming.

Wow. I mean. Yikes.

 Ha. What to say? Shit Happens. 

 I had no clue. Living in my own little progressive blue bubble. The USA is a big, complicated, contradictory country. Yikes. How does it feel? Like a punch in the gut, a sharp stick in the eye.

It's just another episode of Everything You (I) Know Is Wrong. There were a few pessimists in my midst, turns out they were oh, so right. My sunny optimism was a blinding ball of light. Sometimes things are not as they seem. Maybe I just wasn't looking closely or clearly enough? Dazzled by the joy and good feeling? I was in my happy little bubble, pretty sure that we would turn away, and turn the page, on that wanna-be tyrant. 

Yes. So very wrong-headed of me. I chalk it up to weird shit & bad juju.  Sometimes it is that kind of Universe. Supremely strange, but true, &, of course, greatly disheartening & disappointing.

I think of Curtis Mayfield this morning: "Keep on keeping on:"

"Some years back I remember, still in my mind so well

My mama made this one point clear and I find it never fails

Never worry too long (Worry too long)

About what goes wrong (About what goes wrong)

Today in sorrow (Today in sorrow)

We got joy tomorrow (We got joy tomorrow)

Keep on keeping on (Keep on keeping on)

Keep on, keep on (Keep on, keep on)"

"She's Going to Win..."

My long-time friend, who lives in Europe, in the thick of things over there, called me last night. Every time we talk we immediately click into a long-running conversation that started back in the 1990's. We are from totally different backgrounds, but in a weird way we are total Soul Brothers. He is my best friend on the planet, I haven't seen him in the flesh, we haven't been in the same room together, in decades. 

He wanted to get my take on the election happening today. Not that I am some kind of expert, but you know, I am "on the ground," closer to the action. He told me that this American election is the most important event for Europe since the fall of the Berlin Wall. You know, it's not just all of us in the USA who are worried about the fate of Democracy, Freedom, Human Rights, Good Government, Ethics, Laws, Rationality, Logic, and the Future of the Planet.

There is a lot riding on the outcome of this election.

My friend is bit more pessimistic than I. I am a bit more optimistic than him, which makes for a great meeting of the minds. Our differences flash & light up with lots of insights and "aha" moments. We both respect each other's opinions We both crack each other up with our off-kilter perspectives. Lots of laughter, also long, rambling, free-range, conversation, sprinkled with sparks of light, little break-throughs, and weedy detours.

We both love to talk. 

Anyway, we agreed to reconncect again later tonight after the polls close. Who knows, it may take awhile until we know who emerges victorious. My closing thought to my friend last night, with a certain shaky smile & confidence reflected in the tone of my voice: "She's Going to Win..."

The Vibe is Positive...

I am big on vibes. Seeing vibes, reading vibes, exuding, and creating, vibes. I am a very public person in my little, progressive, blue-bubble neighborhood, I have a bit of a personal brand, and that brand is good vibes. I am a "good vibes Charlie." 

You know, even when I'm a bit low energy, or down, I can turn up the positive energy. It's often a shield and a protective mode, but usually my vibes are genuine. I can really turn up the vibes on demand. When folks come to see our r&r band, usually the first thing I hear from folks after a show: "I really love the vibe of your band." So, yeah, vibes are big part my life. I feel like I am a bit of an expert at the vibe thing.

When I say "expert at the vibe thing," I mean, it's all a fucking mystery to me too. I do think ever since I was a wee lad growing up in the heartland, I have been super-sensitive to feeling, seeing and reading vibes, ("Tommy can you hear me?"), reading the vibes of a person, a  crowd, a room.  Reading the good, and maybe more importantly, the bad vibes floating in the air. Early on, I often  ignored, discounted or just blew past those clear signals,  to my own detriment, which then led to much confusion, uncertainty and self-sabotaging. So, you know, it's a double-edged sword, not always useful or beneficial.  Still, I think over the years I have gotten much better at listening and trying to incorporate and act on the vibe.

This morning, one day before the 2024 election, you may ask me: "SunnyJimmy what is the vibe?"  Well, I am not afraid to say, the way I read it, the vibe is good, the vibe is strong, the vibe is positive, the vibe is Kamala. Really. Of course, folks need to vote, and I think they will. I think folks are going to be surprised by the overwhelming support for Democracy, Freedom, Hope & Joy that breaks across the land.

Everyone around here is nervous, anxious, full of worry and doubt. Folks are afraid to be positive. I do get it. Vibes are a slender reed to hang a life on, they are invisible, intangible, unquatifiable. Some folks don't believe they even exist. I am not one of those. Yes. This morning the vibe is Harris/Walz for America.

Bathed in Golden Light...

Ok. Not making any predictions about this coming Tuesday. You know, Election Day. Sure Democracy hangs in the balance, and the future of USA is at stake.  And the choice is so clear, Harris/Walz should win in a landslide, I mean, if we were a rational and intelligent species the choice would be plain & simple, so obvious, for all concerned, but, you know, it's more complicated than that, Human Beings are a tricky species, we often do stupid, evil, self-sabotaging things, maybe just for the soul-killing, blind-fuck of it all, so, you know, I guess, there's no sense in making foolish predictions.

Predicting is such a fool's game. I opt out. I choose to spend my foolishness on other things. BUT, (yes, there is another "but" here), my partner and I did a little Shaman Circle ritual yesterday. It is something we've learned how to do from some professional Shamans. Yes. I kid you not.  And it kind of leads me to think I kind of do know where we are all heading.

This year our Shaman Circle event moved to Zoom, because one of the Shamans came down with Covid. Bummer. There is something so amazing about getting together in a room with a group of Shamans and Musicians, and doing this little ritual called the Wild Hunt. We opted out of Zoom, just not our thing, so instead, we set up our own little cairn, we rang a bell, we lit a candle, we sat in a two-person circle, and we took up our drums. We put some music on the box, Promises by Floating Points and Pharoah Sanders, and drummed along for over an hour as if our lives depended upon it.

So exhilarating. My partner and I always "journey," when we drum. We close our eyes, we tune into the vibrations, and the visions just come. I think this comes easily and naturally for us because of all our years meditating and practicing creative visualization. Our inner worlds are quite vivid and entertaining. Really. Anyway. Pretty amazing. The visions are always different. I have had very elaborate journeys in the past, long, swirling, mind-fucking, and gob-smacking narratives. This time around it was total simplicity. I concentrated on my drum, beating this great-sounding little Tibetan drum; the sound, the insistent beat, was so captivating, and entrancing, I sunk into a very deep visionary state. 

What did I envision? Gold. Waves, oceans of Gold. I was bathed in a Golden Light. Surrounded by Gold, swimming in Gold. It's the highest vibration. I take it as an exceedingly good omen.  Both personally & universally. It was a total cleansing & clearing. My body was washed in the Gold, and rivers of good feeling flowed thru my whole being. I was totally lit up, every cell in my body ignited with a fiery, soothing Gold. Quite the thing. 

What does it all mean? Who knows?! If I were to hazard a guess: we are entering a new Golden Era of good feeling and positive vibes. Good times are the way. I mean, fuck, that's just me, you know? I mean, you are free to dimiss it, or interpret, as you see fit. Whatever. Godspeed, Dear Pilgrims.

Switched on High...

It is funny, in maybe not the funniest way...

The really great moments descend upon you, they flash by, and flush you, then float away, and disappear into the ether, ungraspable. Sure there is a residue of satisfaction, the warm feeling of the great happiness, but there is no holding onto its flashing beauty. It's a glimmer, a spark, a flame, an instant of perfection, that vanishes so quickly you are not sure it really happened.

The really bad moments can linger, longer. You carry the scar tissue, you nurse the broken bones, or just the deep soul-brokenness. You experience a deep loss as a permanent reordering of the Universe. 

So, you know, there is an uneveness in life. The good, the bad, the happy, the sad. There is no math here. You can't total and sum. You just experience what you experience. Hopefully you do it with all your senses and faculties switched on high. That's all you get.

 

The Big Sea...

We swam in the big sea, and it was exhilarating. All of our energy was focused on one big event, and it happened. The reception was rapturous. Maybe the audience was better than the band? I don't know, we did good. A few minor kerfuffles, but that just affirmed that it was a live performance. Nothing really threw us off. 9 musicians all bringing it to a room of devoted fans. The feedback loop was quite exquisite.  Lots of smiles, kind words and kudos afterwards. This morning it all seems like a strangely wonderful dream.