“America’s greatest promise is that something is going to happen. But after a while you grow tired of waiting because nothing ever does happen to people in America; except people grow old. And nothing ever happens to American art either, because the story of America is the story of the moon that never rose.”
Even from way up here, on a rock in the northwest Atlantic, these words are starkly true. I weep for my southern neighbours, but not just for the dead children...... for all of them.
Sometimes I think about not writing about politics, buddy. It's a bit too painful these days.
If only tears could save us from ourselves, b'y.
Really vented your spleen on this one. Deservedly so.
Powerful words Jim. So true.
So very true and well articulated. But wher e is the phoenix we crave to arrive from the ashes?
Could not have said it better. Texas is broken, but it's just the symptom of the disease ravaging the whole country.
Even from way up here, on a rock in the northwest Atlantic, these words are starkly true. I weep for my southern neighbours, but not just for the dead children...... for all of them.
Heavy, powerful, and unfortunately accurate. Sometimes I almost wish you weren't so on point, Jim.
Thanks James. It’s hard to be a “good guy with a gun” staring down the barrel of an AR-15, tho easy to posture. Shame on us.
That is indeed the question, James. Who are we? How do Abbott, Trump, Cruz and Cornyn sleep at night? How do any of us?
Thank you for continuing to ask these questions and for calling out the evil of Texas political leaders. I know it can't be easy, but it needs doing.