It is a time when people seeking governmental office are asked to sign a Marriage Pledge which seeks to define not only who is allowed to unite in any form, civil or religious, but how they are allowed to express their love. It is a year when former KKK Grand Wizard David Duke will go on a 25 city tour for a possible Presidential bid with the avowed goals of “the advancement of the white race and separation of the white and black races [and the] freeing of the American media and government from subservient Jewish interests.” It is a time when we accept with a shrug statements that the deaths in the concentration camps were the results of disease or starvation but not policy; and that the diary of Anne Frank is a forgery. It is a time when Creationism is forced into public schools, evidence for global warming is denied and governmental drug studies are funded by the manufacturers of the drugs tested. It is a time when I remember my mother sitting day after day in front of our seven inch black and white TV watching the House Un-American Activities hearings and the Army/McCarthy trial, and her cheers as this tiny little man, Joseph Welch finally asked, “Have you no sense of decency, Sir? At long last have you left no sense of decency?”
I think of my children and wonder who will ask that now? What must we endure? What demigod forcing his own agenda must come forth? What will we condone in silence before we remember what IS possible when the American public is complacent? If we condone the condemnation of the extremes of consentual, negotiated, and mutually requested human interaction by a few who believe that they can decide the legality of your behavior based on race, sex, religion, orientation, uneducated beliefs or unscientific opinion, then the sanctity of your home and bedroom will follow close behind. Remember, it is a time where your privacy is only a click away, and your personal phone calls are up for the highest bidder. “Have you no sense of decency?” Who will ask that now?
The Eroticist
Whoa, man, pull up on the reins of that horse you are riding………chill a little or you will never get through what you have so magnificantly described as the main scourge we as human beings will have to bear with or through to get to other side of the pearly gates…..which is partly why I so enjoy the BDSM lifestyle and playing as hard as I can to get as close to death in my head as a way of escaping all the bullshit of life that again, …you so magnificantly pontificated about with your artful brilliant knowledge and use of the english language making your prose poetic in both its honesty and wisdom…….but i still have to think that everything will be ok and have hope or else i will truly lose my mind
You know, I think the same thing—and I continue to have faith in my fellow man and their ability to rise above this. But I’m starting to learn that optimism is only helpful as long as it doesn’t turn into complacency. We have to DO something…I just wish I knew what.
Maybe what we must DO is as simple as finding out what that is.
The Eroticist