February 7, 2005

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  Written originally as a comment to Monday's entry in the fine blog of Leonidas. http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=Leonidas on the bottomless well of government funding for  programs teaching abstinence in schools -

  
  

  "as  usual, i can visit here when i want my hair to lift straight up from my head.  i am watching with horror as the gains we made as humans all in this together in the 20th century fall away before my eyes.  you are good at spotting interesting and sometimes frightening parts of that process....

  
  

  Abstinance?  Get real. 

  
  

  And while you're at it, please note that right near the bottom line is the effort to keep the Christian, so called, right (that's a group as riddled with hypocrisy as any in existance....I'm still waiting for every anti-abortion crusader with a placard to adopt 3 special needs children each....) right happy with focus on "morals" 

  
  

  While ignoring the immorality of plundering the planet so that our children and their children and those after them will pay; of destroying ecosystems, happily; of ignoring poor children and the research that now tells us it can made a gigantically huge difference in a child's development if the environment is enriched, beginning with the period right after birth and going on, suggesting that even head start starts too late; of ignoring the AIDS foxfire in Africa until lives without number are destroyed, children orphaned and left with nothing, themselves parents to younger children at 12.  Hummm.  They're different from us, don't speak English, are black and clearly don't abstain...  and on it goes ... This is in the spirit of what Christ taught?  Somehow I think not.... 

  
  

  One is male, white, Republican, therefore economically priviledged, remember Bushbaby and Vietnam, so one gets to define the game.  There's a great line in Benjamin Britten's opera, Peter Grimes, in which Peter, cornered, sings at full voice,  "Today's whatever day I say it is!" all on one note.  And from DC, that town I left regretting only that I can no longer sell at the crafts market and see my son,  not that I'm no longer a US diplomat, intelligence analyst, whatever, serf, we hear, "This is Moral! Morals! are whatever I say they are!"   Yeah.  I'm Cinderella and together we will step over here into fantasy, self-serving land... Right.. Go dance this dance without me, my slippers pinch.

  
  

  And while sticking the sugar teat in the mouths of the "moral" hungry -  never mind the "welfare queens," they were actually a red herring used to polarize people so that program too could be dismembered - the real bottom line appears. 

  
  

  And we notice, though they don't seem to, that the GOP manages to divert attention from the fact that it's got its hand so deep into the pockets of the middle class and blue collar workers that it's bypassing the gonads and scratching feet. 

  
  

  Social security, geeze, didn't granny have somethin' like that?

  
  

  The 20th century disappears.

  
  

  Hello.  Anyone home?"

  
  

   

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