ORD>PWM 12D, Embraer 175, 30,000 feet. Light chop but a beautiful late afternoon, midwest summer down below.
Another shooting in Texas but it’s difficult to feel sympathetic(to the problem, not the people) when exactly zero of our political leaders have any interest in fixing the problem. Our system is entirely compromised but distracted America limps along pointing partisan fingers while the NRA funnels money into more rich, white pockets.
Same story different day.
Is it tragic when you know it’s coming? Is it tragic when it has already become commonplace? Or is the tragedy that we still think it’s a tragedy?
We pretend. We pretend our opinion is the truth. We pretend the government still works. We pretend “our side” is right and “their side” is wrong. We pretend we are informed. We pretend we aren’t distracted. We pretend we aren’t greedy. We pretend we aren’t addicted. We pretend our methods are working. We pretend this is our country. We pretend we were here first. We pretend there is an “us” and a “them.” We pretend we aren’t the problem. We pretend we are intelligent.
We pretend we have a solution. We pretend it will get better. We pretend good triumphs over evil. We pretend we have a choice. We pretend we are in control. We pretend we can determine our fate. We pretend we aren’t the problem.