tannishblog: An Absence of Substance

An Absence of Substance

“You’re stupid. You want to know why? It’s because you don’t agree with my point of view. Do you want to hear my side? No? Well that just proves how stupid you are. Did you know the definition of idiot is a person uninterested in politics? My definition of moron is anyone who can’t see what needs doing in this country. I can’t believe you think like that! You and the Mainstream Media – you guys are nuts. What kind of Kool-ade have you been drinking? You freaking imbecile! If we pass that law it’ll destroy America. What kind of world do you want to live in? I don’t want to hear your crap. Why don’t you just crawl back into your cave and die? Leave the running of this country to the people who know how.”

The above is representative of the lack of substance in twenty-first century American political debate. No matter your stance, both camps are screeching the same thing: I’m right, you’re wrong. Notwithstanding the few on either side capable of substantiation, or the fewer who care to provide evidence, the message is clear. We aren’t capable of reconciliation at this juncture. What we are experiencing is warfare of ideas, a philosophical tug-of-war using the future of America and – by extension through the hyper-connectivity of world markets and information distribution – the world.

Just as conventional warfare is captured on film and broadcast throughout the world, so too is the struggle of America’s conscious propagated and disseminated. With opposed ideologies, like good-and-evil sprites upon the proverbial shoulders, America is teetering in its confusion.

Ask someone on either side, they’ll tell you that the other is wrong. Is everyone wrong, then? This cycle of rhetoric is getting tedious. As a Lefty Blogger prone to Bushwhacking, even I’m getting bored with it all. Still, the tempers flare a bit higher with each passing month, the stakes are raised, ugliness escalates. How long before the debate, if it still can be called such, spills out from the hallowed halls into the streets where there is a profusion of firearms: Kent State redux, anyone?

proffered by Tannish @ 7:49 PM