Thursday, April 9, 2009

happy feet


It's foot washin' night for this particular holy week in the year of our Lord 2009. For those of us who like rituals, it's a remembrance of how the man demonstrated ultimate love for his believers and followers, the big twelve plus a couple of girls who were probably along for the ride. As the story goes there was a last supper and some wine and then he washed their feet in preparation for the next day's adventure becuase..hey. He knew what was coming and it didn't look like much fun what with all the nails and the blood and stuff.


That's my sugardaddy, the one who carried his cross all the way up the hill to be whipped and poked and laughed at. We all do that, ya know. Each and every day there is an option to pay attention to detail and flip over the tax tables in a fit of rage and/or help to heal a soul in need. Most of what I've seen as the american way of life lately doesn't work well with that draft. Most everybody, besides the ones who are starving to death, are worried about losing their jobs with big ginormous corporations who have homies in China.

Is it just me, or should somebody have been watching out for us little people and not the almighty dollar? I know...it's too much to ask of a government. Let's go invade a country or spy on people within our own borders. Contractors like that sort of action when Congress is paying the bill. So does wall street, which is kinda sorta the same thing.

Yep...I'm in a mood. Again.

^j^

1 comment:

  1. No, it’s not just you.

    As long as Cuba, among others, has a better infant mortality rate than we do, I think we have a way to go before it can be said that the United States is a truly great country.

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