Today was just another day for me, to a point. I got up, tired and groggy just like every other day. Then shuffled off to work, where I didn’t really want to go(really, how many people actually want to go). But I did, and the night was really busy, but it was a good night, even with a few hiccups. But it brought me to think even more than usual. About myself and about the future.
I watched videos on the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan. My respect is with the troops who serve and have served. And part of me, the dreamy adventurer, wished I was able to do some of those heroic deeds. I am too old, and too out of shape to do anything like that. And was just too chicken when I was younger. But it isn’t the heroism, the far away lands or the feeling of doing some good. It is the feeling of adventure. The world is too small these days for true adventure. The areas unexplored on this big blue marble are either too inaccessible, or are controlled by very hostile forces. The true explorer has become a rare or extinct breed. This is a shame. We could use some daring gentleman explorer to inspire the best in us. We had a touch of this type of hero in the astronauts of the 60’s and 70’s (and even the shuttle astronauts from the 80’s until lately). But now in this country our politicians bicker and lie about their records, taxes, plans for us and our future. We have people dependent on the government partially because the lack of jobs or work. But I believe it is because we in this country, have a lack of the feeling of the prospect of finding our own way and finding our own fortune and our own way. We lack the drive for adventure that our forefathers and pioneers had in the old days to search out new frontiers. Also we have worn out our welcome in the world. Most of the world hates us outright or despises us for whatever reason they have that day. And I wish that these people that hate the US, would realize (along with a great many in this country too!) that it is our ‘State Department’ and our arrogant government officials who try to impose their power on the rest of the world. Plus I think that there on some in the world who have agendas beyond the political. They resent us for being involved all over the world. And, incredibly, many of these people who resent us were schooled here, lived here, and capitalized of the very way of life they claim to despise. I ask, do you think we should go back to the stone age? Like the TV show ‘Revolution’ where all electronics weren’t able to be used. How would the people survive? Many millions would die from starvation, disease, civil war or from despots taking over areas and trying to create their own little countries. We in this country, I am afraid, would not be able to survive long.
The way I see it, if that were to happen, the masses would panic and bedlam would reign. Gangs would try and seize all weapons and food that are readily available. And if the government were to gain power over areas it would institute martial law and all freedoms would be lost. Well then, all freedoms would be lost anyways I guess! We here in America have a great thing, despite the problems and setbacks we have had in the present. But, we take our freedoms for granted. We have forgotten the adventurer spirit that made this country the great one it once was and still is. We have let corruption and greed ruin business and government that was meant to be our defender from outside aggressors, but now have become the aggressor from within. People have used the laws created to bolster their own fame and fortunes and gain more power than they actually need at the expense of others. Also we have ‘special interest groups’ and power barons pulling the strings, using those strings to manipulate the citizens of this great nation through lies and the biased reporting of the ‘news’. This is why they are called ‘journalists’ and not ‘reporters’. Reporters should report the facts of what is happening, not give their opinions or take sides. I am really not fond of newspapers and news stations such as CNN ‘endorsing’ a candidate in an election. Can we just go back to the days of truth?
This will never happen. We, as a nation and people, are at a precipice. We are the edge and we are dying. The colonial spirit that built the US is near death. When something happens on our soil, or elsewhere in the world, we now apologize and cower. The world has lost all respect for us, not because of our actions. But because we, as Americans, have let ourselves get taken over by idealists and power mongers. And here is an excellent question for those people. If the country declines into anarchy and the dollar crashes, what will all those millions of dollars be worth in banks that are closed? Paper money is useless, unless you are burning it for fuel. Money is an object, easily replaced. I don’t want to say I have a solution, nor do I know which way to go. I do know that if I had a Time Machine, I would escape this prison that generations have let happen. In a country where at least half the people don’t trust the media and the politicians, yet we still let things happen, what hope is there? When ‘news’ is reported, and most people’s first reaction is conspiracy. Sad.
If there was a way to bring back that adventurer spirit, we could save ourselves. I wish things were different. Some really ‘smart’ people who are doctors or college presidents wonder why the average people find superheroes fascinating. I think it two fold. One is that we yearn for someone to take the fight to evil and stop them, as in WW II. Second is that adventurer spirit is still there, even in small amounts (hence the love for Indiana Jones-types also). We need a symbol of what was. What we were and we could be again, if we were able. I would love to see the greatness of America again. Our ingenuity, our resolve, our faith in God and humanity. To be good stewards of this great planet we have been given. But the terrible truth is most people in the world have been corrupted but material things and violent factions of religions. Peace will not happen as things are now. Man’s inhumanity toward fellow men. Goodness has become a shadow of what it was. I will continue to dream of a great future. I will even write about the feelings in my heart and soul. I will do this until I draw my last breath and am reunited with my Grandparents, family members and friends who have gone before me into God’s hands.