Only a sign of freedom

Billboard up ahead

The land of the free, because of the brave.

Feeling warm, staunch and fuzzy, already.

Or, for when we are not trying to convince ourselves of the benefits of imperialism.

Could read as….

The land of the braves, once free, yet because the once perceived enslaved  (oppressive taxes / religious persecution) opted to move in and move the braves over to reservations relegated to the least habitable land as treaty after treaties were broken, ignored and pared down.

Not enough room, for that reality on the sales billboard……shit.

“It’s the old American double standard. You know, say one thing, do sumpin’ different. And of course the country is founded on the double standard. That’s our history. We were founded on a very basic double standard. This country was founded by slave owners who wanted to be free.

Am I right? A group of slave owners who wanted to be free. So they killed a lot of white English people in order to continue owning their black African people so they could wipe out the rest of the red Indian people and move west and steal the rest of the land from the brown Mexican people, givin’ them a place to take off and drop their nuclear weapons on the yellow Japanese people. You know what the motto of this country aughta be? “You give us a color, we’ll wipe it out!” Got it!”

George Carlin

“All this was inspired by the principle – which is quite true in itself – that in the big lie there is always a certain force of credibility; because the broad masses of a nation are always more easily corrupted in the deeper strata of their emotional nature than consciously or voluntarily; and thus in the primitive simplicity of their minds they more readily fall victims to the big lie than the small lie, since they themselves often tell small lies.”

Adolf Hitler

Trying to sell our selves nobility in the face of stupidity and the ignorance of our past.  So the collective,  can swallow the patriotism pill, do a little flag waving, chest thumping, beer drinking in deluding themselves they are “free”.

Meanwhile the banks are living free off the interest,  the government gets its share by pulling the trigger of the paper pistol to “freely” collect “its” taxes.

I once heard that if the middle class workers were paid in cash on Friday and had to give a 1/3rd to 1/2 away on Saturday there’d be a revolution on Sunday and it would be over by Monday.

Instead we passively play possum as our digital dollars are digested by greedy governments and corrupt corporations.

I get it, I’m guilty as well, I’m playing the same game as everyone else, pay my taxes and buy unnecessary stuff too.

I’m just not convincing myself in some failed freedom fervor that negates the essence of my being by adhering to a concept that holds no meaning.

The only elusive illusion of freedom that I might barely perceptibly have, is in the coveted notion that I get to think that I think, critically and otherwise.

Time to step off the tireless treadmill,  long enough to take in an objective view of the cultural enslavement sold to the masses as freedom.

Where to next, since oppressive taxes and religious persecution, rears it’s ugly head.

Mars? So “The People” can push along the grays or the greens?

Theres a nice and slow, easy does it, 240 year evolutionary cul-de-sac.

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From previous posts, since I haven’t figured out how to reblog my own material.

Freedom

Freedom is the measurable distance between you and your watch, wallet, phone & keys.

And

Freedom Gratitude

Even though you are not free, but would like to express appreciation.

Thank a teacher.

Better yet, thank a farmer or rancher who, albeit selfishly, helps bring to your table, the means necessary to keep your biological powerhouse going to give you the illusion you are free.

Giving up some of your hard earned money to pay an expendable mercenary, to protect the interests of its corporate master does not guarantee nor protect any freedom.

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I guess maybe it is all due to the dictionary in my head, that tells me what freedom means.

That I would have the ability to traverse other dimensions at will.  Travel through a wormhole to the empty space between galaxies to watch the birth of a star or witness a super nova.

Disintegrate my body and perhaps reanimate it to that of a big blue whale peacefully swimming in the ocean.

All sorts of freedoms that do not include harming others to make me feel free.

As for brave, the only thing I’ve done is post this.