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Wednesday, November 01, 2023

that old, old human dream: politics

HMMM. 

I guess in legit
cases, an exception might be
made. Arguably. Let the people decide!
In an all-ways pushy-pully CALL FOR
LAW! That's what I say!

That's ON-TOPIC.
That's what politics IS: the dread
dream that people converging upon
each other in - ideally, and ideally really
a nonviolent-esque big GLOM JAM
argle-bargle, sometimes including
various rules of order, might hit
upon courses
the other side can't stop and/or
might even improve by vicious critiques
and partisan or the odd free-for-all donnybrooks! A dream

of progress, in the midst of which we
sit rightly or leftly (and/or, probably:
A BIT OF THE OL' BOTH) DEADLOCKED
where no clear way that can't be crossed-up or
blocked by the opposition (and the bases, in theory
- they're in on it at some level) presents itself. 

The old, old human dream of progress, played
out over the booming decades, centuries and millennials
by creepingly increasingly (and inevitably, increasingly
creepy in select cases) modern means. Not necessarily
an improvement!

But in a lot of cases (arguably, all cases of non-tyrannies),
we get the government "WE DID IT." 

I say that's too simplistic. Every nation gets the government
its individuals INHERIT, apace and in waves. Then, past
a certain point of paying into the common kitty and
showing up to vote or not vote WITHOUT
mounting and networking effective CHANGE DEMANDS
upon the status quo (CUI BUENO...?) ...OK, past that point,
per individual,
adulthood and then some, typically,

"we"

(very generally) THEN
"earn" the government we've hired done.

"Been hiring done," is more accurate: and watch out!
For the tax exemptor's "cop out." "DON'T BLAME ME,

I DIDN'T PAY" 


False

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