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puella -> Failed Again (5/23/2007 6:29:40 AM)
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I really do not know what to say this morning. After hearing yesterday afternoon that the people I worked so hard for, the people who passionately promised to represent the will of the people of this country, the people who talked tough (for about 10 minutes) in the face of a tyrannical pseudo-monarchy on behalf of ‘us all’ had caved, I find that I am depressed, disheartened, worried to death and feeling quite hopeless. It feels like the worst of betrayals; they caved like we all worried they would, but hoped beyond hope that they wouldn’t. They did what they so stereotypically do and cowered, and gave in, and pc’d themselves and all of us to death. I do not want to hear about not having enough votes to veto. I do not want to hear about small steps to progress. I do not want to hear about hands being tied and doing what can be done. I have been failed... failed by the people who begged me to trust them; failed by the people I worked so hard to put in place to do what was right, not what was easy.. the people who swore they would be my voice and my reason. I busted my butt, locally and nationally for the last election. I set aside my worries, given the weakness of Democrats in the past on tough issues, and perhaps worst of all, I allowed myself to hope for something that is incredibly important… so vitally important. My brother is in the 10th Mountain Division out of Ft. Drum. I thank God that he is not among one of the men who were taken prisoner, and for whom the government only could manage to muster up $200,000 as a sum total worth for their lives, even as one was found dead outside of Baghdad this morning (I guess it is apt, $200,000 is well over 3 times the worth of the sum of each of their pay added together for an entire year)… but I am faced again with the lack of strength and clarity on prescient issues and in leadership of the Democratic party to whom I worked so hard to give power; and they have crucially failed me and my brother and all his comrades and the question just keeps shifting back to the same, inevitable one that is asked every morning…. Will it be today that he dies? Will today be the day that the government, who is supposed to be serving me and my brother who serves their defunct and demented ends, issues my brothers death sentence, for no good enough reason? I feel betrayed. I feel duped. I feel disgusted and I feel hopeless. I have been failed…we all have been failed and today nine more of our own have died in betrayal..
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