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Beating my head against the monkey bars

So I was at the playground the other day and  overheard one mom say to another, “I’m a mom. I just don’t have time for politics.”

I did not walk over to her and rant until my mouth frothed. I did not quote that hoary chestnut about “All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.” I did not shout about global warming and the nibbling away of civil liberties and undermining of rule of law. I did not begin declaiming, in a loud scary voice, about 400 parts per million of carbon in the atmosphere and poisonous melamine in our food and pharmaceutical companies that bribe doctors to prescribe drugs they know can cause harm. I did not point out that being a mother is the ultimate leap of faith — that by giving birth you inherit from your child the responsibility to make the world less… manky.

Why did I not do any of those things?

Because I don’t think it would do a damned thing.

I’m tired. Tired of people just sitting around and complaining about the garbage in the street but unwilling to pick it up. (Metaphorically.) And most days I have fire and passion and I chivvy and coax and argue and push and bully until I get people involved. But yesterday I didn’t. I couldn’t. The Child had slept badly the night before and I was tired. I am tired.

I am tired of looking at a field of presidential candidates who are clearly straw men. These unelectable front men are spending untold millions of dollars jockeying for position. Money that could be used to do real things — investigate and arrest members of the Bush administration. Clean up the water, the air, the food supply. Actually do something to really secure our borders against terrorists. Go to Mars. Hell, buy everyone in America an ice cream sundae, I don’t care.

(Please. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t say that they are bad candidates — well, some are — but I think that everyone who has declared right now is unelectable.  America, sad to say, is not ready to elect a woman, a black man, or a metrosexual. That leaves out the dems. On the GOP side, you have an old man who has sold his soul to the Christian right, a Mornom (!), and Rudy Guliani, who is just … nuts. And has a pissed off ex-wife waiting to destroy him.)

But i feel guilty about not saying anything. So I insert my rant here in the hopes that all this mouth frothing might nudge just one person into getting involved. Sorry bout that.

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  1. May 10, 2007 at 2:16 pm

    Oh I feel your pain. My husband is in the military (Canadian, now you know our whole army!) and there is this….this sub-culture of military wives. I do not define myself as such, I just happen to be married to a guy in the military.

    Anyway, holy hell you would blow a fuse to meet some of these women. They seriously have NO CLUE what goes on outside of their little bubble. Their lives revolve around the military, being military and their husbands. Ugh. I have no friends.

  2. momomax
    May 10, 2007 at 3:18 pm

    sorry to post this comment without giving enough thought to the quick skim I just gave ‘beating…monkey bars’. thanks for the blogroll thing…I’ll be back

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