beaten down
Nov. 3rd, 2004 11:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ffloLike a lot of folks, I'm hating my country today. After the excitement of high voter turnout, and catching some of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
upsidedownblue's enthusiastic optimism (B, I'm worried about you---hope you'll check in soon)---it's such a dead feeling of gloom.
Talking to Smilka did remind me, somehow (though we weren't talking about it) to appreciate the electoral process, at least in theory. Of course it could be worse. Totalitarianism is surely harder to overcome than this combination of rule by global corporate forces and capitalism with bamboozling of the puritan descendents by smokescreen "moral" issues. (Getting all those anti-queer state amendments on ballots, to my mind, was probably one of the smartest things they did.)
I took some comfort from the tone of the BBC this morning, where they were clearly disappointed but seemed to think the world hadn't quite imploded upon itself.
Animated talk in the Editors' "Decorating Area" is drawing my ear. Sounds like it was Tadeusz or Dean who just started a sentence with "My only consolation is..." and drew chuckles. I wonder whom I'll see in the kitchen at 1:00 for the concession speech.
Yeah, I said "whom." After great pain...
After great pain, a formal feeling comes --
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs --
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?
The Feet, mechanical, go round --
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought --
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone --
This is the Hour of Lead --
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow --
First -- Chill -- then Stupor -- then the letting go --
---Emily Dickinson
Many here, includingfflo, are dressed like Johnny Cash today.
upsidedownblue's enthusiastic optimism (B, I'm worried about you---hope you'll check in soon)---it's such a dead feeling of gloom.Talking to Smilka did remind me, somehow (though we weren't talking about it) to appreciate the electoral process, at least in theory. Of course it could be worse. Totalitarianism is surely harder to overcome than this combination of rule by global corporate forces and capitalism with bamboozling of the puritan descendents by smokescreen "moral" issues. (Getting all those anti-queer state amendments on ballots, to my mind, was probably one of the smartest things they did.)
I took some comfort from the tone of the BBC this morning, where they were clearly disappointed but seemed to think the world hadn't quite imploded upon itself.
Animated talk in the Editors' "Decorating Area" is drawing my ear. Sounds like it was Tadeusz or Dean who just started a sentence with "My only consolation is..." and drew chuckles. I wonder whom I'll see in the kitchen at 1:00 for the concession speech.
Yeah, I said "whom." After great pain...
After great pain, a formal feeling comes --
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs --
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?
The Feet, mechanical, go round --
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought --
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone --
This is the Hour of Lead --
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow --
First -- Chill -- then Stupor -- then the letting go --
---Emily Dickinson
Many here, including
fflo, are dressed like Johnny Cash today.
