I keep hoping for one of those "New Dawns" and I keep being frustrated in that Hope... I keep thinking; Folks can't be this moronic. They can read... they can see...There's eons of History to teach them. Yet I am repeatedly proven wrong.
The Human Race is contaminated with a mutant gene that renders it unable to learn.
They say a single man can have a great impact... I think that may be true... but mostly only in that very narrow space where he has some small control. Only within a small part of his own life. -If- he can keep clear of the grasping hands of those who "know better".
When the "Pack Mentality" reigns supreme; as it now does within the many factions of this country... and throughout the world - one man raising his voice in question... or even a small few are simply consumed by one of the Packs; Evidenced by the twisted actions of deviate muslims in France.
I'm close to turning my back on religion (Spelled politics not Faith), nationalism... and just about any other "isms"...
I yearn to retreat into that small space within my own life where a cowboy can sit horseback in far country... and somehow find a place where he can live out his days without having some religion, some politician, some bureaucrat, some activist, some slavering pack animal imposing his/her self aggrandized agenda on My Life.
Those places are more rare every day. They largely only remain where people aren't. For People have the idea that they, their "Pack"... Possess superior Rights to every inch of and every soul on this earth.
Anyone who attempts to escape from the control of one or other of the packs is set upon and demonized as some sort of evil... and consumed by the cannibals that now present themselves as a "higher civilization"...
I yearn to return to the simpler and pure and unspoiled world of Gus's; "Just a man, Free on the Earth"
... and so I keep searching... Hoping that place still survives to be found...