Corrupt

We don’t talk about politics, but we do. Nobody wants to point their finger at the man. Hippie days are over and nobody stands up, so they stand for nothing. Now with the internet banned or censored, they control even more. Rich Man North of Richmond has taken over south of the border. The song by Oliver Anthony is resonating with people everywhere, real, relatable, unfiltered. If you don’t know what I am talking about, give it a listen. We are sheep, following the jackass in the field, because we don’t think for ourselves. That is a fact about sheep. What does a quiet rebellious nation do? We look to others. The truck drivers attempted to stand for us, but some people can’t see beyond there own nose. The real story and the media portrayal were not the same, and some just swallow the medicine, not knowing the consequences or side effects. I used to be so political, when I first finished school. Age of adulting, learning about the state of the world, got me fired up. Now people don’t wanna hear it.

Bitch and moan into the abyss, people know stuff or they don’t but still have a point a view, valid or not. If you have done your research and have an unbiased opinion, it’s acceptable. People are so polar opposites on so many systems in place, common ground is about as close as civil war. I stood up for Kaepernick, when he kneeled during the anthem. People yelled, disrespect, but it wasn’t about that, it was police brutality at the time he represented. Rosa Parks went to the front of the bus and it was about equality and people shit their pants over the audacity of a black and oh my God … woman, standing for equality. Taxes were created to help with the war effort, they are still here.

So many systems under attack lately, health care, education, sexuality, sometimes I think we are going backwards. People need to figure out what to put on the front burner. Where do we say, no more, find unity!! Now they are the closet conversations, curb your words, filters on everything. What is real? We are suppose to work towards freedom. Covid was a glimpse at jail, blocks on so many things. Loss of freedom, like we didn’t know how to choose for ourselves. Putting drugs in our body, that hadn’t been studied or lose your job. The list goes on and everyone has their own lists and moral compass. Not suppose to say, Momma Wouldn’t Say is the blog. Sorry not sorry. End rant!