Our Congress is like a bunch of hungry doggies on a leash held by corporations. They follow the corporation’s pull, they obey their orders: sit, stay, attack, pass this legislation, often written for them explicitly. In return they get a lot of milk bones made of dollars which feeds their campaigns and assures they retain their “power.”  The corporations, recently labelled “people” and granted rights real people lack, are actually puppets held on a string by international trillionaires,  a bunch of gangsters out to rob the world. These are people without a country for whom everything is a product to possess.

You might wonder how some humans became so detached from the value of living  things, how they became so greedy, selfish, angry. Perhaps it is a genetic aberration not detected in the cradle, something, if recognized, could be quarantined or otherwise addressed. Perhaps it is something spread by our tendency to copy. Small children copy what their parents do in order to fit in. This copying the so-called grownups who are not evolved creates the possibility of an enormous demise of most everything.

You should question why 60 percent of our US GDP goes to war. We are an empire fighting so-called enemies to get their oil and minerals and trees and slave labor …. We fight to fill the need of the trillionaries whose desire for power is insatiable. Trump’s latest investment in military tools is 80 billion. This amount would pay for all our school expenses, for health care, to repair bridges, roads and tunnels, to take care of almost every common need for the mass of our citizenry, not just the rich and powerful.

Rome fell when it was sucked into an empire driven life. The US is on its way to same.

Are we forever going to fall for another person’s lies when they ”run” for office, vote for someone we did not choose to run who, like Trump, promised to hold onto Medicare and Medicaid and Social Security and to rid the swamp? Is it fear that makes us believe in lies ? Is it fear that turns us into children, holding onto our pretend-parent’s hand? Is it fear that keeps us from knowing the truth?