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America, The more you try to coerce my affection, the more obvious the ploy becomes.

Good Article I came across this morning.

Why I'm Leaving America
by Michael Fielding

Goodbye, America.

For as long as I’ve lived you’ve been my only home. I’ve had a wonderful life here. Your inhabitants are almost universally kind, and I’ve become lifelong friends with many of your citizens. All of my family lives here, everyone I have ever known or loved, and I will miss them all a lot. But after 22 years, I feel impelled to leave.

According to your founders, “When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one [person] to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.” Well, I certainly wouldn’t want to be disrespectful.

At first glance, you look like the greatest of all social systems. You seem like a stable and sturdy structure. People look at you and see strength. They see freedom and opportunity, democracy and unity. But a peak behind the curtain reveals a scared old man, desperately trying to maintain an illusion. Your size and complexity hide a simple truth: that you don’t physically exist. You are nothing more than a system of human interaction; not a thing in and of itself, but the result of a widespread pattern of behavior. You emerge from our beliefs, and the actions they compel us to take.


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It won't last.

What is happening is global.

Here's a good read: Standing In The Way

The law cannot make a wicked person virtuous…God’s grace alone can accomplish such a thing.
Ron Paul - The Revolution

Setting a good example is a far better way to spread ideals than through force of arms. Ron Paul

Where's he goin'?

Where's he goin'?

Ah Yes! The Wonder Years..

..I can still remember being all of 22 years old.

Reminds me of the Cat Stevens song...it was like an anthem of youth, folly, adventure, experiences to be had...and to be learned.

We must wish him well...and accomodate that "Bon Voyage":


"Sometimes ya have to moan, nothing seems to suit ya,
But nevertheless ya know, you're locked toward the future.."

And as a postcript observation:
I was 20 years old, and saw this little-known feature-film at a concert in Alice Tully Hall, NYC...enjoy:

"Beyond the blackened skyline, beyond the smoky rain, dreams never turned to ashes up until.........
...Everything CHANGED !!