We are stuck on this planet

1952
Lime singers Joy Dorris and Chris Marsh

casting aspersions

For many years, I have entertained a theory that the Earth is an interplanetary insane asylum. The flying saucers are our keepers. They’ve got us out here in an insignificant solar system at the edge of the galaxy where we can’t do any harm to the grown-ups. Much of human history becomes comprehensible in the light of this theory.

Of course, no system is perfect. Mistakes are made (thee and me for example) but most of the rest of those people out there are loons! Never is this theory more dramatically highlighted than during a major political campaign. A review of favorite protest signs of the far-right illustrates the point. Galleries of them can be found on the internet. A personal favorite of mine is the gray-haired old lady holding a sign reading “I’m tea-bagging for Jesus.”  I’m sure Jesus would be non-plussed by that idea. Another clueless protestor had a sign reading “Get socialized government out of my Medicare.” Leaves one speechless, doesn’t it?

This sort of intransigent stupidity characterizes much of the population of this country. In part, it is a result of the decline of public education and also of the cultural and intellectual isolation of large segments of the citizenry. Another aspect is the “I’m just as good as you” ethic that pervades national thinking. In this modality, the bone ignorant, trailer-trash, high school drop-out, waving his misspelled tea bag sign, and thinking Glen Beck is the second coming, assumes his ideas about how to run the nation are just as good as a college professor’s. I do not mean all college professors are right about everything – far from it – but it is safe to assume the B-I, T-T, drop-out is always wrong and probably dangerous as well, and yet it is from these yokels that the Republican Party draws its greatest strength.

Here’s a check list:
1. Didn’t finish high school
2. Don’t read books or newspapers
3. Get all your information from Fox News and Rush Limbaugh
4. Think President Obama is a Muslim who was born in Kenya
5. Think that if you subscribe to Christian Mingle, God really will find you a date

If you checked 3 out of 5, you aren’t qualified to have opinions about anything more complicated than whether you should have peanut butter & jelly or ham & cheese for lunch.

Do us all a favor and don’t vote. You’d be out of your depth.

But don’t worry – the flying saucers are vigilant. They won’t permit us to spread the insanity through the universe. We are stuck on this little planet to confront our worst enemy – us.

 

casting aspersions

For many years, I have entertained a theory that the Earth is an interplanetary insane asylum. The flying saucers are our keepers. They’ve got us out here in an insignificant solar system at the edge of the galaxy where we can’t do any harm to the grown-ups. Much of human history becomes comprehensible in the light of this theory.