Vodka...and life

So, we work, we come home, we prune our plants, drive around the lake with friends, order pizza, which ultimately is made in a pizza place in the wrong town. We write checks to companies who feel its unreliable, asking for cash, or for debit cards, credit cards, maybe blood is the new commodity. We watch movies about genocide, Rowanda wars...fought on the side of some idea of vindication of the down trodden, , some idea of creating a better or holier world. Some simply for power, for money, for resources. The result a bloody bath of ignorant hate.

The news reports the Chinese are taking up the world's blood, smiling as they buy another project, invest, moving their people into the Africa, setting up towns of lightened skin amongst darkened poverty. Isolating money flowing from its grounds, sending their affluence home, empowering only themselves. History has a trend. Men laugh at their conquests, laughing as they kill. Women hide their faces from the facts. The color of the skin does not matter, Americans have done it for years. We have killed in our history, whether native or our own. but eventually, it all becomes our own. The Chinese, become Chinese American, the Iraqi, becomes Iriaqi American, I have become a combination of the Heinze 57 of my bloodline, some french, some cajun, some turkish, german, and even ethiopian, and I am blonde. I wonder of the countries that do not allow this type of evolvement, realizing their people are no longer purely anything, but rather a beautiful blend of diversity.

Some countries kill that.

I came home today, annoyed with a society that seems to sleep while others starve, throwing out food rather than risking a lawsuit of food poisining, of suing rather than being thankful, of being confused about how to talk out an issue without a judge and jury.

Frustrated that parents have children they cannot raise, that children have beds they share with whomever they are being bartered to for the night, their bodies the price of a mother's fix. Their father's an absent commodity at child support court, taking jobs paid under the table so they don't have to lose a dime.

As we build our McMansions, pretending like we are civicly and green minded...do we ever ask..what happens if we are wrong?

Vodka is kicking in...