Circular Ruins

Steve Slater, folk hero, captures America’s current mood precisely. He isn’t the first. He now joins the likes of Joe Wilson, who famously shouted “Liar!” during a joint session of Congress, and Rick Santelli who let loose from the floor of the stock exchange - all of which had the elites screeching like stuck pigs.

The American people have had just about enough of those who would shunt them aside and deny their humanity; subject them to endless experiments in social engineering while berating them and robbing them blind.

Something’s got to give at some point. The daily insults: the proposed mosque at Ground Zero; the government suing Arizona; the moratorium on oil drilling; the relentless spending of our money; ever accelerating tax rates and national debt; the now steady diet of blatant propaganda; the re-write of history - I could go on and on.

It’s nice to see that we’re not giving up; that we have come to realize that our enemies are mere ankle biters; that we can shake them off with some small gesture. All is not lost when such gestures - without violence, for violence is not in our nature - garner tidal waves of support that even the media can’t gloss over and render illegitimate.
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Lou, this one’s for you: You said you’d enjoyed reading Borges. I was given “Labyrinths” to read in college. It made no sense, so I left it. I just came across it again some 40 odd years later. I am reading it now and understand it perfectly. Last night I read “Circular Ruins” in which the protagonist arrives at the ruins of a temple with the intent of dreaming (creating) a man. He does so after so many fits and starts. At some point the temple burns and the man is consumed as well. As he walks into the flames, ‘they do not bite into his flesh, they caress him and engulf him without heat or combustion. With relief, with humiliation, with terror, he understands that he too is a mere appearance, dreamt by another.’

Reminds of Barack Hussein Obama.