But mostly I came away with a new feeling of momentum. I
resonate with the reports of packed town meetings everywhere, with the upward
political force of our interest, sniffing an awful interruption in our personal
freedoms, forced to our attention by arrogant outrageousness.
I want to see so much pressure from the bottom that the top
will explode; burst apart and scatter in pieces, for us, with a changed
heart, to pick up and build into a new shape. A civilized shape. A shape we
recognize from our Sunday School lessons, where we do good unto others as we
would have them to do unto us.
We could see this happen. We could be the generation of change. We could evolve.
Fissures and cracks in a system that has kept local pressure under
control for decades make it clear that there is chaos at the top, that this
center is not holding. For christ’s sake, some state is messing with the police
and fireman’s union. What are they thinking??? This Trump-supporting union
organizes the brotherhood of police in every city in the country! Who do they think is going to enforce their
increasingly legislated crowd control directives? Someone up there is making a
big, big mistake. Now this morning they have thrown their military minion Flynn
under the bus. Sorry Dude.
A good sign for us, a visible reassurance that our unrelenting
and constantly increasing pressure will travel right up those cracks to explode
a new vision of governance into our futures.
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