Impotence
July 19, 2006
This isn't about sexual performance ability - rather it is about the pandemic inability to avoid mayhem. The type of mayhem that has been happening in Lebanon and Israel in addition to the Iraq theater of AUMF.
I am more or less in hibernation due to a couple of factors. We are in temperature extremes that make it perilous for me with existing health and age considerations, to be out and about except for necessities.So I have an abundance of time to surf the internet and the cable television and watch the world in another orgy of pathological violence. It seems the volcano of hate erupts as periodically as nature's active spewers do. Each time, one hopes there will never be another round of senseless deaths of the innocents in this macabre war dance over territory, and differences of religion and culture.
There is a new dimension now to the awareness of what is happening. And not being able to influence any of the power players, breeds a depth of frustration never felt before. This magnification of dimension comes from a sense of involvement,a product of our tech age with individuals blogging in real time from the actual places targeted in the bombings and killings.
The famed journalist Robert Fisk (British) who has lived in Beirut for thirty-years writes online descriptions, so poignant,they tear your heart out.
The citizen journalists entering their personal reports on "BaghdadBurning" and "BloggingBeirut" are like virtual transports into the war arena- and if they aren't following a usual pattern of posting - one wonders about their safety.
The broadcast news by contrast with these sources, make clear the biases promulgated by the corporatist/political affiliations.
Perhaps the most frustating part happens because I do not support the present administration in their chosen role regarding all this.
The destruction is appalling, and I struggle to keep my spirit from being damaged by the futility of it all. I dream about some national leader taking the initiative and harnessing enough of the nations that want this type of annihilation under some neutral control and it is not happening with our current institutions, such as the United Nations. That used to be the role of America's leaders, president and state department but diplomacy is a lost art that hopefully will be recovered when in the next elections we select leaders that will have the skills and intellect and education to cope with these global challenges.
Across the television screen the parade of ambassadors, think tank fellows, political leaders, recite this view - that history - ad nauseum; and meanwhile the children, the general citizenry bear the brunt of these ancient hostilities transferred down through history like some inexorable DNA of doom.
Demonizing takes place with vengeance by all sides. Voices of peace and reason are silent, not a whisper that I can hear. Even customary symbols of goodwill such as the dove and olive branch seem absent from the human psyche now.It's like someone turned out the lights for good down in this long long rabbit hole where we have fallen.
graysmoke
This isn't about sexual performance ability - rather it is about the pandemic inability to avoid mayhem. The type of mayhem that has been happening in Lebanon and Israel in addition to the Iraq theater of AUMF.
I am more or less in hibernation due to a couple of factors. We are in temperature extremes that make it perilous for me with existing health and age considerations, to be out and about except for necessities.So I have an abundance of time to surf the internet and the cable television and watch the world in another orgy of pathological violence. It seems the volcano of hate erupts as periodically as nature's active spewers do. Each time, one hopes there will never be another round of senseless deaths of the innocents in this macabre war dance over territory, and differences of religion and culture.
There is a new dimension now to the awareness of what is happening. And not being able to influence any of the power players, breeds a depth of frustration never felt before. This magnification of dimension comes from a sense of involvement,a product of our tech age with individuals blogging in real time from the actual places targeted in the bombings and killings.
The famed journalist Robert Fisk (British) who has lived in Beirut for thirty-years writes online descriptions, so poignant,they tear your heart out.
The citizen journalists entering their personal reports on "BaghdadBurning" and "BloggingBeirut" are like virtual transports into the war arena- and if they aren't following a usual pattern of posting - one wonders about their safety.
The broadcast news by contrast with these sources, make clear the biases promulgated by the corporatist/political affiliations.
Perhaps the most frustating part happens because I do not support the present administration in their chosen role regarding all this.
The destruction is appalling, and I struggle to keep my spirit from being damaged by the futility of it all. I dream about some national leader taking the initiative and harnessing enough of the nations that want this type of annihilation under some neutral control and it is not happening with our current institutions, such as the United Nations. That used to be the role of America's leaders, president and state department but diplomacy is a lost art that hopefully will be recovered when in the next elections we select leaders that will have the skills and intellect and education to cope with these global challenges.
Across the television screen the parade of ambassadors, think tank fellows, political leaders, recite this view - that history - ad nauseum; and meanwhile the children, the general citizenry bear the brunt of these ancient hostilities transferred down through history like some inexorable DNA of doom.
Demonizing takes place with vengeance by all sides. Voices of peace and reason are silent, not a whisper that I can hear. Even customary symbols of goodwill such as the dove and olive branch seem absent from the human psyche now.It's like someone turned out the lights for good down in this long long rabbit hole where we have fallen.
graysmoke
posted by graysmoke @ 5:47 PM
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