It’s happening! I am degenerating!
Right before mine and everyone else’s eyes. Bit by bit, piece by piece… slowly but surely falling apart. I thought there was time left to be a degenerate. There isn’t! Whatever time I have left is only for degeneration.
Am I blue? You betcha.
Yesterday I had an MRI. Having an MRI is not about regeneration. It is about degeneration.
It’s amazing what I put myself through only to be told I am falling apart. Sliding into a metal tube that emits sounds that can be used in any horror film. You definitely don’t want to hear those sounds when your plane is taking off. No one would need to be ejected. We’d all be running for the exit.
What was I thinking as the MRI machined hummed and belched and screamed and roared its way up and down my spine?
I’ll tell you…
Get those recalcitrant Senators and Congressmen and women… you know the ones I mean. The ones who support power, and their next re-election and party loyalty over justice and fairness and slide them one by one into one of those machines. Yes, it would take a while but since we have 4 more years (oh, say it isn’t so) it would be worth it.
First, I would place them all on their back in the machine. Right there, we have a great alternative news story…
Then, I would set up a movie camera that would play back to back Frank Capra’s Mr. Smith Goes To Washington and Meet John Doe.
Hey, someone has to remember what it was supposed to be like. It’s not as if we haven’t had congresses that played only by their own party rules…of course we did. But there was always someone who would listen… someone you could talk to… someone you could have a dialogue with. And not by digging up dirt or threatening to reveal secrets. Someone or someones who would break the log jam of ego and party bigotry.
Hello! This applies to both parties. Please get out of your own selfish way to make room for a better world.
Oh, how the mind doth progress and regress… I began this by writing about my degeneration… in short, known as aging. Well, I think my aging, my degeneration, my being blue is being helped by this Congress’s lack of responsibility to the citizens of this country.
No matter what my party affiliation is, I do not see anyone of either party moving towards (here comes the dirty word) compromise or meeting to work out solutions instead of creating more problems.
I do not expect this reconciliation to come from an executive with the lack of experience and comprehension that exists in his administration. After all, his entire career is based on creating conflict. His name and reputation were made because he shouted and… Oh, yes, almost sounding like the sounds of the MRI.
I don’t know how I did it. But I am ending this blog how I began it with my journey to get an MRI…
Sense or nonsense! I’m glad I am still here to try and make a difference.
Love, Sally-Jane
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