Wednesday, October 28, 2020

I am AMERICA

 “Baby I am America,

Let me make it crystal clear
We're Here

Baby I am America,
And I'm burning through the roof,
(And I think it's on fire)
Baby I am America,
And I'm here to change the news,
I know you feel it,
Won't you say it like you mean it,
And when you say it,
Say it one more time with feeling.” (Shea Diamond/’I Am America’)

 

If you are a female or love a woman, care for a girl, befriend a lady, are related to a person with two XX Chromosomes, and SHE HER, just wants to have ownership over her own reproductive anatomy, and the functioning parts inside and out, you and they are America. If you are a Lesbian, Gay, Bi-Sexual, Transgender Queer/Questioning, Intergender, or loved one, or have friends who are, or work with any or question your own gender or sexual preferences, you and they are America. Melanin is the pigment that determines skin color, and if yours is not Caucasian, and you do not have whitish skin, love, like, know, someone with darker skin tones, of olive, or brown or black or a yellow or reddish hue, share habits and hobby’s with those not considered Caucasian, you are America. If your faith requires believing in a God, or Nature, Satan or the Environment, or Fate, or Nothing At All, or your best friend finds faith a value, or family member refuses to believe in a higher power or needs a deity to hold on to, you are America! If for any reason, YOU CANNOT TOLERATE ANYONE, ANY THEORY, ANY CONCEPT, ANY DIFFERENCE than your own bias, you ARE NOT AMERICA, but an enemy of the state, stuck in your own state of mind, which functions as a prison, on in which you and you alone have set yourself in which to be trapped!  

 

“I don't like antiques, I want something new
The world don't like no freaks coming in their rooms
But this beggar's got a right to choose
I'm not a stranger, I'm just like you

Just want my piece of the American pie
Got your slice, where is mine
Lick my fingers on this thing called life
Just a piece of the American pie
Break the chains of old beliefs
I'm the flame that you can't unsee” (Shea Diamond/’American Pie)

 

I feared the almost past four years, I fear, these next 5 DAYS/14 HOURS/52 MINUTES, as I write this BLOG, and I am so ANGST RIDDEN, regarding the seconds, moments, minutes, following the end of the day on Tuesday, November 3, 2020, and what I imagine to be the most tumultuous terror to follow. From the newly appointed Militia’s acting as Guardians of Anarchy to the Republican Governors who refuse to enhance voting rights preferring voting restrictions, to the delusional decisions and sociopath scorched earth scenario of Trump His Swamp Creatures/His GOP Enablers/His MAGA Mindless Minions/and the actual Enemies of the State, I am pained and sick of their sheer delight in the destruction of fair, equal, freedom, morals, and values. The American Pie, may either be delightfully shared by all or be demolished by devious deceitful creatures who are not America