CIVIL SERVANTS ARE NEITHER.

                                                                                             

                                                                      Who knows what evil………

     

                                                                                                                                               

I started this blog in order to chronicle tales of an eventful life.  About my cat, LaTerminista.   Of my childhood in Bindweed County, Indiana.  Of 12 miserable years of Old School there.  But now, in retrospect, bad as it was, I learned things that have stayed with me.  They taught patriotism & how the government worked (I actually believed the party line that said it ran that way.)  But Ike was in the White House and all was well.  Make no mistake; the ‘50’s were never Happy Days for me.  I was told that policemen were your friends.  (I never did swallow that one.)  Of my career as an Undertaker and its occupational hazard, alcoholism.  Of triumph and loss, perseverance and endurance.  Of a community where children were not shut out of vacant lots by chain link.  One that instilled a love of country.  Of Great-Grandparents that fought at Gettysburg marched with Sherman and laid siege to Vicksburg, suffered in a Confederate

prison and were present at Appomattox. 

.  But now my stories may never be told.  I said in the beginning that this blog would morph several times.  I did not expect that to happen so soon.   Recent events have caused me to focus my attention to here & now and forgo reminiscing. I hope the present uglyness goes away and I can tell stories again.

   In the past several months’ history is being made right in front of our eyes. 

It is simply class warfare.  The same age old struggle of Capitol vs. Labor, Rich & Poor.  But on a much larger scale, it is a Democracy waking up to find out that it may no longer be a Democracy any more.

   Now, a Government that is of the people needs to watch what it is doing.  We have not done that.  We did not vote because our vote wouldn’t count anyway.  We have became cynical and complacent.  We have sent men to represent us and not held them accountable.  We sent men to make laws and they made too damned many and those laws are being used against us.  That is our fault.  We have enjoyed the spoils of the victory of the Second World War.  We were the greatest power on Earth.  It didn’t last long.  We no longer are, we merely think we are.  But we grew fat watching reality shows on our flat screens.  We fell for the old Roman “Bread & Circuses” or, in our case, Monday Night Football and a six pack of Bud while Flim Flam men filled their pockets.  No one thought much about it until pockets went dry.

   And now I see people I have come to know, bullied and arrested in the middle of the night by a government that is afraid of the people it governs and who send their police who are afraid of the people they are charged to protect with orders to break heads.  So many cops.  So few people.  I see those pictures of people silhouetted in the light of flames and it brings back memories of the early days of the Third Reich.  How far does repression go?  I hope not that far, but study your History.

   I hate bullies.  I am not finished.   There will be more.  Keep watch for more posts soon.

The Shadow knows…..