Healthcare. Afghanistan. Iraq. Unemployment. TARP. State-level governments going tits up. Homelessness. Hunger. Veteran’s affairs. Torture. Gitmo. Not one piece of the progressive agenda is being meaningfully addressed, and congress is about to go on a month’s vacation.
Commentary By: Richard Blair
How long are we supposed to wait?
How long are the American people going to put up with this crap?
How long are we willing to blindly accept the ministrations of a federal government that clearly subscribes to the Buck Turgidson School of Social Darwinism?
“I’m not saying we wouldn’t get our hair mussed. But I do say no more than ten to twenty million killed, tops!”
At the end of July, 2009:
More Americans are without access to basic healthcare or medical insurance than ever before.
More Americans died in Afghanistan during the month of July than at any time since the start of hostilities in that country.
More Americans are unemployed tonight than in recent memory.
More Americans will go to sleep hungry tonight (or worried about where the next meal for their families will come from) than at any time in history - even as foodbanks and feeding programs are stressed at unimaginable levels.
State after state - it’s not just California - is laying off or not paying state workers. Essential services are being cut beyond the bone: entire governmental limbs are now being severed.
I actually, for a few months, entertained the audacious thought that health care reform might really get done, and get done right. My “audacity of hope” has been rapidly transformed by the “mendacity of nope”. DKos diarist teacherken wrote a series of diaries over this past weekend regarding a rural health care event that literally made me cry with sadness and anger.
I am sick to death of listening to the gasbags on NPR blather on about how much healthcare reform is going to cost. The banks should have been allowed to collapse, and single payer, universal health care should have been a no brainer. Instead, the banks got a trillion and the sick, uninsured, and poor are gonna get bupkis.
Same as it ever was…same as it ever was…
I am sick to death of being sick to death.
Oh, and before anyone slams me asking what I’m doing about it - yeah, I’ve done my time. I’ve pissed into the tide of social activism so many times that I’ve lost count.
Jeff Miller, Allison Krause, Bill Schroeder, and Sandra Lee Scheuer never had the time to consider that giving up their lives would make a profound difference. But each of them contributed immeasurably to a true, real, movement (and a single cause) that changed the course of history.
I would quite literally give up my own life for this stuff if I thought it would make a difference. But in this day and age, I fear it wouldn’t.
With each passing day, it feels more and more like we’re all drowning in a roiling, angry sea of ineffective national leadership. A riptide of malignant political indifference has washed over the government of the United States of America, and it seems as if we proles are powerless to escape the undertow.