Protests, protests, everywhere, and scarcely a moment to think…

Before I truly begin, I must apologize to those of you who are not US citizens and may, somehow, have been spared the lunacy currently overpowering this nation.


A little history… it took 100 years for “The Star Spangled Banner” to become anything official on a national level.

The US Navy adopted it in 1899 but it wasn’t until an Executive Order by President Woodrow Wilson in 1916 that it became almost official. President Wilson’s decree was that it was to be played at all military functions & ceremonies.

It took 15 more years (and a few failed attempts) before Congress finally decided to formally & officially recognize the song as the National Anthem of the United States. (In case you’re like me and don’t want to do the math, it was March of 1931.)

For the record, the National Football League had been established for a few years and officially became the NFL in 1922.

Fast forward to now – apparently ignoring all previous anthem-related protests because why bother with history, right? – and a good portion of the country is losing its collective mind over players choosing that particular tradition (and it’s just that – the only rules regarding playing the National Anthem at sporting events are imposed by the various leagues) as an opportunity to engage in peaceful protest.

I guess I just don’t understand…

If there’s something explicit in the players’ contracts about how they’re to observe the playing of the National Anthem, that’s a contract issue. End of story. The government doesn’t get to get involved in that. The POTUS doesn’t get to stand up on his very slippery soapbox and cry for a boycott.

Hell… the POTUS shouldn’t be doing that at all.

Remember what I said a few posts back about seeing the groundwork being laid for the hellish futures dystopian authors create?

Here we are again…

Shall I paint the picture for you?

I’d say “close your eyes,” but that would make it a tad difficult to read.

Clear your mind and imagine…


Following a devastating catastrophe, fearful rulers began stripping the citizenry of rights and freedoms under the guise of offering increased safety and security – and the citizenry followed, blinded by the fear of recent history repeating itself.

As time crept on, the same fearful rulers held firmly to their power and continued to strip the citizenry of its freedom and identity. Rather than look to the future, they dug in their heels and refused to move: providing a string of figureheads and phantoms to keep the citizenry from focusing on their growing monopoly over every aspect of life.

Some regions were worse than others: dictating how their populace was to believe in order to be accepted in what had come to pass for society. Those who did not embrace the politically established status quo were ostracized, slandered, and driven even deeper into hell.

When the citizenry, regardless of their origins, began to see the hell they were being herded toward, they began to fight back. It was small, at first. Mostly peaceful. It began to grow, and things became less peaceful: but the citizenry were fighting each other rather than the rulers that had driven them to their current state. And when those who had a measure of visibility, even celebrity, began to use that to further peaceful protest, the rulers’ current figurehead exploded with rage and demanded the rest of the citizenry to deny those few visible souls the right to be seen…


Sounds like a decent backstory summary for a world gone to shit.

But, enough with the politics.

I’m not quite over my flu and the nausea is really kicking in.

Until next time…

Imitation Game

“All that I desire to point out is the general principle that Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life, and I feel sure that if you think seriously about it you will find that it is true.”

-Oscar Wilde

I have been watching the world grow more and more cruel.

It’s not position I’d ever choose willingly, nor is it one that I occupy without actively opposing its growing strength. Nonetheless, this world we live in has brought me to it.

I can’t speak for others but I can tell you that, to me, the current state of the world is terrifying. Rather than being united against the overpowering darkness, we fight amongst ourselves… teach children to scream obscenities they don’t even understand… shed blood without bothering to realize that it’s all the same color when it’s spilling onto the ground… and there’s no end in sight.

It’s understandably disturbing to students of history: those that have studied the recurring patterns and the turbulent decades that follow.

It is just as disturbing, though, to those whose visions reach into the far future.

Seeing the current state of the world, I see the groundwork being laid for the dark futures some of us create. The toxic wastelands, unwarranted division of peoples, unchecked abuse by those who have managed to seize power… those nightmares crafted in the minds of the creative collective seem to be looming on the horizon.

I hope I’m over-reacting… but it is a little hard to tell.

And in other news:

The DayJob continues its quest to liquefy my brain.

Cheer season is in full swing and the youngest spawn has a full schedule until sometime in November (at least). Consequently, so do said spawn’s parental units.

We are back to triple-digit highs (37.7c and above, for those whose brains are metric) with thick clouds and random sprinkles.

And, just to make life interesting, I’m still writing and crafting as if none of the above items in this list have any bearing on anything.