Good Ship Dick ... The American Dream PDF Print E-mail
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Written by Richard Kerns   
Sunday, 19 October 2008 22:57

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As heard on Cumberland's WCBC Radio, AM 1270, these are the columns of the Good Ship Dick, an American privateer plying Red-sea waters ripe with self-bloviated targets hostile to freedom. Commissioned by sons and daughters of liberty, we seek out and engage said forces, until they yield or go under.

Then sail off with their trophy-licious booty, who never had it so good as upon the waters Dick...

 

"The rotting-carcass scent of American politics is far less pungent on the printed page and, as always, far more informed..."

Recorded 10-6-08

 

Dreams are eyed a long way off, someday-vision like sunset clouds of pink and orange, hanging on the horizon, miles out to sea.

This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it Dream alive is drawing the vision closer, working to make it real. Day may never dawn of dream fulfilled, but the walk of life is path not destination. Hearts alive beat to build the dream.

Dreams that die just fade and drift away a little at a time, until there's nothing left at all.

He may well stand, and it is to his infinite credit, but man is broken who does not yet live for the dream of his world as a better place, today or tomorrow -- for himself, his children, or his brothers and sisters, and those to come.

In contemplating the current political contest, I am disheartened by plastic where should be marble. I cannot bring myself to watch debates built around talking points drawn up by consultants, driven by polls and void of heart, passion, truth.

As politics reflect culture, the presidential election is utterly vapid: Emasculating drivel offered up in quaking fear of what Fox & Fiends might think.

I'd love to tell you what I'd tell Rush Limbaugh if were Barack Obama, but they won't let me. My favorite four-letter word wouldn't be anywhere to be found, but my second favorite would be all over it, up and down and all around that fat, bigoted, boorish, multi-millionaire boob who sows and profits of distortion, division and rancor.

For the Reader' Digest version, slimmed-down family translation, it would be something like, "Die, you gravy-sucking pig."

Though I do not watch the stuff, I read of it, because the rotting-carcass scent of American politics is far less pungent on the printed page and, as always, far more informed.

The New York Times is pilloried as the epitome of the liberal media elite, and its opinion page, its editorial voice, is decidedly, proudly and pugnaciously progressive. Thank God.

Yet the Times has a far higher calling as a media organ of integrity and respect: To present the news intelligently, fairly, objectively.

"If you read it in The Sun, it is so," Virginia's father counseled in that long ago when newspapers were the only news.

It holds true today. Of the New York Times, Washington Post, LA Times, Baltimore Sun, Philidelphia Inquirer. They are nothing without their editorial integrity.

Fox, by contrast, is The National Enquirer of American news. Pure sensationalism. Flagrant, unadulterated bias.

It should be the dream of every American to leave this nation better, stronger, more enlightened than when it was gifted us to preserve, protect and pass. What that dream now requires is that Americans think for themselves. Rise from the wallow and mire of self-induced ignorance, like Neo painfully born to the world as it painfully is.

But awake to the pressing task at hand: To heal and remake this land, to restore the dream of liberty, renew its beacon-light unto the nations.

And that requires change, and a vote for the only one of two candidates who can truly deliver it. Or so we pray...

 

 

 

 

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