I Almost Quit

Frustration started to get the best of me last week. I had about reached the point of hopeless. It just seemed to me like there really wasn't any point. I write about what's going on because it's what's going on, and it seems to me like what's going on is pretty important. And scary and stupid. I asked myself why I bothered.

I bother because it is our silence, our distraction by all the shiny objects that have been laid at our feet, that caused this mess in the first place. We have become so absorbed in our technology that it's almost as if the machines have taken over. A young man's father recently said to him, "You're always chasing technology," after he had replaced yet another cell phone to the next greatest thing.

We have cell phones that do everything except provide real human contact (interaction is not the same thing as contact) and a hot cup of coffee. Video games that not only keep our kids occupied and out of our collective hair but will also produce a race of humans with the strongest thumbs mankind has ever seen. Five hundred cable channels of pure crap, and some occasionally decent entertainment. And the Blessed Internet where we can do all of our Christmas shopping (well, those of us who still have jobs, anyway) while simultaneously checking emails (more interaction without contact) or cultivate imaginary broccoli on our Facebook farm. You Tube is an archive of our stupidity for all the world to see.

I almost quit because I didn't think I could compete with that. Maybe I can't. But I refuse to be just another hamster on the wheel. I will not just sit idly by as my government and the wealthy ruling class steal what's left of my life. Not without a fight. To that end, since it's tough to get anyone to read anymore, I'm going live next year.

More details to follow, but in one form or another, this hamster shaking up the cage. Whether its through You Tube or an Internet radio program or an interactive website...or all of them...remains foggy. But as soon as I know, you'll know.

I cannot just sit here and suffer in silence. I cannot go quietly into that long goodnight. I will not share a bowl of food with my cats. I hope you'll come along for the ride, and bring some friends too. The more, the better.

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