The
world today aches. It trembles with pain. It longs for something kind and good
and human. People are tired. Worn down by the hatred of cold and calculating
tactics of the powerful. Weary to the point of despair because of an unfair and
unjust system that works only for the few, for people with influence and wealth
and who alone pull all of the essential levers of life, always in their favor.
Most
of our modern world, including America, is lost in a sea of corrupt financial
vandalism. The greed of the powerful knows no limit. Although that greed is primarily
carried out by polished men in expensive suits whose lives glitter in luxury
and extravagance, their greed nonetheless oozes out of them like a foul
discharge. Their Joker smiles betray any attempt at normalcy. Their giddy
gluttony is not the attractive superiority they boast or they presume. Instead
it pollutes and harms and ruins. And for many if not most of them their wealth
is by no means a sign of high intelligence or honorable or even skillful work.
It’s just the result of clever scheming, sociopathic manipulation, cheating the
system, and buying off those in places of authority like unscrupulous
politicians in order to get the breaks others have no access to.
The
banking industry universally has in the last few decades become a pathetic
sullied system of crooked deals and voracious greed. Big shots gamble future
spoils with the money of the decent and the hard working and often the
unsuspecting, all without any legal consequences to their misdeeds. That none
of those responsible for the horrendous Global Financial Crisis of 2008 were
ever prosecuted for criminal conduct shows how the powerful are exempt from responsibility
compared to ordinary citizens of the world. And much of the world is still
suffering from that near fatal financial collapse. Except of course those who
created it.
Worldwide,
people, mostly children, are starving to death or are in the miseries of some
disease or attempting to escape war, often the result of circumstances that
could easily be alleviated if their governments didn’t steal all of the country’s
resources leaving their people powerless to survive.
And
here in America we still have maliciously arrogant politicians dealing in
negotiated bribery and corrupt wealth while refusing to raise the minimum wage,
support the Affordable Care Act, save Social Security, protect Medicare and Medicaid,
provide women with safe abortions under the constitution, implement a first
rate public education system, and treat undocumented immigrants with human
dignity and compassion.
I
don’t like the America we have become. It does not reflect the values of most
of our people. It operates on the basis of wealth not on character or even
skills or work. Our leaders do not represent me or you. They are poor models
not only for us but for the world. People everywhere used to look to our
country and see creativity, generosity, brilliance. They were in awe of what we
built, of the art we made, the culture we provided, the intelligence we
displayed. They coveted our democracy. They saw a country that cared about
people; all people. Yes, it was wealthy and powerful. But it had a heart and a
soul. It was luminous and inspiring. It left people gazing and dreaming and
longing to come here. They felt welcome then. They knew if they could just find
a way to get here they would be safe, accepted, and they could make a beautiful
life here. People of the world don’t feel any of that now.
We
have let the world down. We have let ourselves down.
We
have settled for lousy leaders. We have allowed them to use us and betray us
and then leave us once they have gotten to their own place of endless security,
wealth and power.
All
of our current presidential candidates are all millionaires, some many times
over. You can’t be a serious presidential candidate in this country unless you
are very wealthy. And how shallow of us, how passive to let that be and not
care. Or protest it.
There
is a great line in Louis L’Amour’s novel, “Conagher,” where the man Conagher, a
tough independent cowboy, takes up with a strong willed widow and her children
to make a life for themselves in the vast untamed country out West where all
they could see was an endless lonely horizon full of dangers and threats. It would
have been easy to be despondent. But they had staked out a place of their own.
And Conagher turns to the woman and says, “The land is ours, and what the land becomes will be
ours, too. The land is not only what it is, it is what we make it.”
We need that determination from
all of us who care about our nation. It doesn’t just belong to the rich and the
powerful. It is our land, too. Our country. What will we make it become? For
ourselves and for the world.
© 2015 Timothy Moody
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