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For God's sake, think!

"The enemy of the black is not the white. The enemy of capitalist is not communist, the enemy of homosexual is not heterosexual, the enemy of Jew is not Arab, the enemy of youth is not the old, the enemy of hip is not redneck, the enemy of Chicano is not gringo and the enemy of women is not men.
We all have the same enemy.
The enemy is the tyranny of the dull mind.
The enemy is every expert who practices technocratic manipulation, the enemy is every proponent of standardization and the enemy is every victim who is so dull and lazy and weak as to allow himself to be manipulated and standardized." ~ Tom Robbins, Screenwriter/Novelist

Think long and carefully about this quote. Because this is where were are in America today. There are very conservative politicians and religious leaders today doing everything in their power to get us to be blind followers, hapless sheep, plodding along a path of mediocrity and sameness they have set out before us. They want our unwavering trust and support. But their narrow agendas are not for our good. They are for their good alone. They want us to keep quiet. Go along. Do what we're told. Be subservient. Don't ask questions. Don't seek clarification. Just obey.

It is disheartening that too many of the voting public are willing to be manipulated and standardized by this crowd of very conservative political and religious talkers. I include among them radio and TV talk show hosts, pundits, mega church and television preachers, and the very, very wealthy, all of whom use their influence to get the rest of us to conform to their message, their beliefs, their rules.

Think! For God's sake, think for yourself! Follow your instincts, your intuition, your gut. Do not give in to this right wing hype coming out of Washington D.C., the media, and the church.

© 2012 Timothy Moody

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