I hear it a lot, people talking about the good old days. I suppose it was a time when Americans were happy and united in their vision for the future. If that time ever really existed, I don't remember it.
My grandmother, bless her heart, used to say: "Good old days? We worked ourselves to death on that farm!" Others think everything is just fine. And in between are the rest of us, the mediocre majority.
I think there is a creeping mediocrity that infects us, a need for "controversy fueled by politics." We tend to lay many of our troubles at the feet of our elected officials.
And let's not forget the media for their unusual communication skills. Today, they seem to fuel division among the masses. When I was in college, we learned that journalists and the news media was a counterbalance to the government's power. On significant issues, the tone of media seems more like a position paper than news. But to the mediocre, we accept it as our Soylent Green.
I've stated the assumptions, but are there solutions? Maybe there is, but it's not your vote. Let me be clear about that. The Power over your lives is not at a level that you can vote for. It is much deeper than that, even within. And yes, we accept it with a mediocre wave of the hand, pointing to our favorite personal demons while the real power barely acknowledges our presence and none of our rights.
I write a lot of letters to Congress. I always have. I ask them "Where are the leaders?" I know they are here. We just do not recognize them any more.
This generation respects a basketball player accused of rape more than someone who spent their entire life working for the good of society. That's why teachers, firemen, policemen and other public servants are impugned almost daily. In many countries, this unbalanced set of rules for respect has led to anarchy and chaos.
Here's your sign, people!