Justification

Critical Prose & Poetic Commentary regarding UFOs and their astonishing ancillaries, consciousness & conspiracy, plus a proud sufferer of orthorexia nervosa since 2005!

Monday, April 10, 2017

The New McCarthyism?




It was just a little while ago... in moons (?), oh... sixty-eight... I promised that I'd let you know if I got stung by *fate*.
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Most will not remember then... a statement that I'd made—that I was unmolested (to that point) I wrote to say. I'd suffered no indignity. My future still looked bright. I sucked up new ideas and was changing "dark" to "light"...
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I was still a kind of hero—a veteran of the war. I was still an honored student of the kind that none deplore. I was aimed to be of service in a real world way. So, how is it I don't find work where fewer still would stay.

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Call it age discrimination (?), or more simply, "I don't fit," forgetting the predictions... I'm "a natural."—that's no sh**. Too, I would think outside the box (and just a *tad*, at that); I'd be interested in learning ... though it turns a white cat black...
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Learning changes ones *convictions* to a plethora of choices that will bloom before ones eyes like desert flowers! Learning smashes the foundations that one finds were not so solid when one tests them with the edge of learning's power!
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Learning changes the appearance some might otherwise project where their shadows were deprived of rising light... Learning tallies the unfairness of a culture tiered with classes so unjust or arbitrary—without right!
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The GI Bill's a *bad* thing, folks. I'm living proof of that. I studied real history as a grownup (that's a fact), and I discovered *small* details, had I but KNOWN... ...back "when"? Well, things would be MUCH different than they, otherwise, had been!
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I'd have never joined the Army. I'd have stayed away from war. I'd have seen new ports to issues where, before, they had *two* doors. "Either/Or" would have small meaning; there'd be a plethora of choice... where rights are more important and the *least* command more voice!
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I'd have never laughed at "nigger" jokes, or judged the girls flown by...as barbi-dolls an industry hard sells to you and I. I wouldn't train for teaching ...would have sought some other way (...there was NOWHERE an acceptance; they wouldn't HAVE me anyway...).
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And how am I that far off beam? Can someone with some BALLS please tell me what, specifically... what ailed them—one and all?
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Where am I too far afield? What MUST one, there, pretend? Where are my expressions just so grievous they offend? My expressions are all lawful, and my ethics are discerning. I have tested MY convictions, friend, and continue testing. Learning!
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Are UFOs the reason? Is it comment that I make? Does your conscience rather scare you, so you burn me at the stake? Do I seem an errant cannon—seen as "trouble" folks don't need? Then I suggest they check their *tools* they've used to make me bleed!
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I'm exactly what they *asked* for, those who set the "program" up! But this pogrom of rejection... disrespect? I'd had ENOUGH! I've always been of service, and I've done the dirty work... work that many had avoided with their duties dodged and shirked!
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I continued sacrificing when I thought the cause was just. I'd continue contribution, but *elitists* broke the trust. I'd educate the children who would come up after me! See, I'd teach them the importance of the facts that keep them FREE!!!
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...But I won't follow party lines to lie and misdirect, or pretty up its *picture* for the scuts who lack respect!
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That's disrespect in sullen schools where one is disallowed, prejudged without due process, without benefit of doubt.
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That's disrespect to heroize, or paint the *rosy* pictures. That's disrespect to numb young minds with arbitrary strictures!
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That's disrespect to drug them when we won't afford the time... to nurture possibility that is each and every mind!!
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We' re TOO damn *free* to disrespect, manipulate, or charm, then stuff them into cannons... later? Push them into harm!!!
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This is what's perceived beyond... ...this blade of persecution which I seemingly must suffer for... "audacious elocution"? Though, I sense a grand conspiracy that hides within the system, and it's all about glad dollars and their senseless acquisition!
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I perceive manipulations of a hapless "working class"... that is trained to all its ignorance and contrived to mock their past. I can see the rape and plunder of the many by the few, and it's all done in the *interests* of that clueless me and you.
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Johnny Ford is such a man who pays the *price*. He's the guy who rots in jail for some*toothpaste* "nuked and spiked"! He's surely railroaded by convicted crooks, galore; these couldn't stand *attention* brought a'knocking to their door!
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Now Ford is persecuted 'cause he opened up his mouth, FORGET his whole contention might be soaked and stuffed with doubt! John was, YES, torpedoed, for a crime he didn't do. He had no free expression; nor do I, and nor do you.
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...And If I'm across that "line not crossed," than I have news for you. You set the bar too LOW, my friend; there's more in this to view! I was in your bosom and I lived the life decreed. I believed a life of service was the better Nation's need!
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I'll now perform that service as a function of critique, and I'll better serve this Nation than apologists would seek. Our Nation is the new Rome and it should not be adored; adoration's too forgiving, and there's stuff we can't ignore. So, I am NOT the problem that you'd like to think I am? But I'd expose a problem 'cause I find I give a damn!
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And I want you to remember what must seem to slip your mind (those who persecute me, sullenly, for my consciousness despised): You will only make me meaner, and there're others meaner still. Dismiss us at your peril; we're impossible to kill.
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You would paint me as an enemy when I've always fought for you? It's this nation's BEST ideals that I fight for! I say true!

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