The Banana Peel Brigade

My friend and I were talking the other day about current events.

There have been some since my last post.  There was the election...and now, various cabinet appointments.....and there has been The Dakota Pipeline stand off with the Standing Rock folks.....

And we, both of us old people, were bemoaning the fact that at our age, we're not much help even though, because of our age, we know that much help is needed.  And my friend proposed the Banana Peel Brigade.  Which I immediately loved.  And she immediately gave all rights too....although I'm saying right here, was her idea.  (If there was a bunch of bananas, she'd be the top banana.)

The Banana Peel Brigade is a united group of old folks, like us, with "one foot in the grave, and one foot on a banana peel" who are willing to present themselves as the front line in any confrontational moment with authorities.   We would be a line of old folks that simply stand (or sit if we need wheelchairs) between protesters and the oppressors.   Since we have one foot in the grave, and the other on a banana peel, we actually do not care if we get shot....and it protects the younger folks behind us who are doing the hard work.  I mean, really, how will the TV audience react to old grannies and grandpas getting shot or even tear-gassed by the SWAT team?? 

It's brilliant, I think.

Everyone I've told it to, thinks it's brilliant.  My daughter suggested we all wear banana colored robes....just picture it....all these old guys, in yellow robes standing on one side, and all these police, etc. in all their gear on the other side.....what a F'ing great picture!!.

So I think I'll start a Facebook page for the Banana Peel Brigade...see if anyone else likes the idea...see if anybody wants to sign up...

Because I suspect there's going to be more protesting going on.
Don't you?

The Eve of Destruction

I am SO entertaining!  Just read the last post and found myself totally engaging.  With my memory, it's as though I'm reading someone else.  I'm wondering what some of those older posts say...like "Dalmations"...what's THAT about?

Today is the day before the election in this country for president.  The race will inevitably go to one or the other of the front runners.  Neither is inspiring.  Both, in fact, are quite repugnant.

And where, the question is, does that leave us?  Leaderless?  And so what?  Do any of us care? Who's been leading, anyway....last leader was George W and he led us into the most horrifyingly stupid war of the Era....so.  Who needs 'em?   Better not to have one, really.  But someone has the "right" to command the military.  That seems a problem.  And then what if the military decide not to follow the leader?  Then what?

And then what if we have a leader that's pretty much like the leader we've had...who has been obstructed at every turn by a hostile congress....another eight years of gridlock...where infrastructures degrade, the population gets stupider and stupider, madder and madder....and the leader tries with greater or lesser enthusiasm to get us into or out of various colorful wars.  Which we do not understand.

I feel like we really are waiting for the virus...or the meteor which will end our misery...

When my brother was dying, we just kept okay'ing another dose of morphine...until we killed him.   Because he really was dying.  He was not going to get better.  He affirmed he was ready and wanted to die.  So.

The country....the globe....seems a bit like that, too.  It really is dying.  It's saying so in so many words....the species has overpopulated and will not self regulate....the greater environment will have to take care of it.  It will.  All signs point to it.  The question is, is Trump the morphine?

Please advise.