There is a distinct correlation between dating/romantic behaviors and the big, wide world. That was the whole lesson I learned during the Narcissist period. How can we confront Major Assholes, such as The Supreme Court, if we roll over and play dead when dealing with assholes in our personal lives?
The opposite may well be true, however, so that we should not let our disappointment in public figures influence our personal relationships. I may have been filled with hope when Barack Obama got elected, thinking we'd have someone in authority to get decent regulations in place on banks and businesses - particularly the Oil & Gas industry which seems hell bent on destroying the whole planet for a few bucks because they can't think beyond the length of their own little dicks - and it turned out that Barack Obama is essentially Bill Clinton in Black Face (Glen Ford said it in Black Agenda Report) so that we have yet another president who works for corporate and military interests -
well, that doesn't mean that I'll hear, "You're an amazing woman, BUT . . . " from Jon-El Williams.
Maybe Barack Obama is on my mind today on account of Woody's segment on a recent Worldwide Hippies News. He's at his spitting mad best at about 4:40
The man in this still from WWH News is Ed Croft NOT Woody Konopelli, aka John Konopak - unless it's Joe. Can't always tell what youtube will post.
Woody's vision of the 2016 Republican ticket - Jeb Bush and Liz Cheney - is infinitely more alarming that any of those goofballs in the clown car so many established Democrats keep holding up to justify the Lesser of Two Evils approach to voting.
Anyway, I'm formulating my personal position on how I intend to manage discussions of electoral politics this year and haven't quite got it together yet. The gist, though, is that I'm not discussing the presidential elections with anyone who doesn't concur that the differences between our two corporate parties amounts to the same amount of difference as there is between GM and Ford. Or Budweiser and Coors, Skippy and Jiff, or more to the point: Exxon and Shell. If we can agree to start from that point, then maybe I'll talk about electoral politics.
Meanwhile, I continue to manifest a relationship with an intriguing man who comes back again and again. I sincerely hope it manifests with Jon-El Williams because the other morning when I was indulging in one of my all time favorite activities - getting high as hell and going to the grocery store first thing in the morning - I had a revelation about the Revolution. Specifically, the very best way I can support the Revolution in America. As it happens, Mr. Williams has an idea that involves the bell tower in the church where I work. I'm not sure if he's had this idea ever since he was a youngster growing up in Harlem where that tower is a prominent feature of the skyline. Actually, it's a prominent feature of the full New York skyline because you can see it for miles and miles, even from an airplane.
It occurred to me that if Jon-El and I stirred up some energetic alchemy up there in the tower - the tower of the very same church where Martin Luther King, Jr delivered his sermon, "Beyond Vietnam: Time to Break the Silence," (American Rhetoric) - we might very well be able to wake up the spirit of MLK himself, as well as a few other great American ghosts, so they can lend a damn hand in the coming year. It's kind of like how Aragorn had to wake the spirits of his ancestors in order to win the battle against Sauron and secure the future of Middle Earth.
Here's my favorite view of the tower. When you're on the West Side Highway, you can see the tower connected to the chimneys that release the gas from the landfill out into the atmosphere by billboard reading Wicked. The way institutional religion has been connected to the ruination of our environment and our society is very wicked. Some practical magic may very well be necessary to push this paradigm shift into high gear.