providence [prov-i-duhns] n. 1. (often initial capital letter) the foreseeing care and guidance of God or nature over the creatures of the earth 2. (initial capital letter) God, esp. when conceived as omnisciently directing the universe and the affairs of humankind with wise benevolence 3. a manifestation of divine care or direction 4. provident or prudent management of resources; prudence 5. foresight; provident care
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Oh, man, did you hear? Some GOP guy named Scott Brown won some Senatorial seat in Massachusetts yesterday. What that means is President Obama’s health care reform is in jeopardy and Republicans everywhere are experiencing something close to ecstasy. The NewsFeed on my Facebook resembles what I’m relatively sure a group IM session between Newt Gingrich, Pat Robertson and Dick Cheney would look like.
And I will be the first to ask the question, “What the fuck is wrong with you people?”
I hope that all of you who support whatever, one way or another, understand what it is you’re getting the rest us into. What kind of importance can government serve when a society of individuals, all feeling more entitled than one other, basically brings about a scenario in which its elected officials will never be provided enough time to do anything worthwhile?
I mean, Christ. We let George W. Bush do whatever the hell he wanted for eight years and, now, it looks like we’ve decided that one year of Obama is enough. When Obama got elected, I was legitimately excited. Not because I’m a staunch Democrat. Shit, I’m not a staunch anything. All I knew was the nation was in shambles and anything or anybody trying to move in a different direction was definitely a good thing. That’s basic logic. If something’s not working, there’s a good chance of literally any other alternative being a better option.
But not everyone thinks that way. We all want we want when we want it – and that means right now, please. And, due to the fact everyone feels so entitled, we’re on a straightaway path to nothing ever getting done again. Because the reasonable voices will always going get drowned out by the loudest ones. And the loudest voices will always belong to those out there who feel most wronged. Because, adversely, those of us who’re content won’t fight so hard as those of us who are not. And most of us have delineated ourselves as such that we’re on one side or another. And, instead of moving toward a society of free-thinking individuals, we’re headed directly into a big fucking mess.
And for what? Lower taxes? Health care? I’m no idiot. I know these things are important in a lot of ways. But I’m a realist and the one thing I truly know about what’s going on out there is that the more we nickel and dime about these issues, the less we’re grasping the big picture.The more we all bicker about our individual rights and squabble over who’s doing what and, more importantly, who’s getting what, the longer it’s going to take us to figure this whole mess out. And the longer it takes us to find a remedy for what ails us, all of us, we’re taking a greater a chance of having this fantastic situation we all occupy slipping away.
In the long run, one Senator getting elected somewhere doesn’t mean much of anything. Except to those of you who think it does. And, I fear your numbers have grown to uncontrollable proportions.
It may be that life is only worthwhile at moments. Perhaps that is all we ought to expect. → Sherwood Anderson
Yesterday, I announced that matt pond PA is releasing a new album, The Dark Leaves, in April. Check out the opening track “Starting.”
→ Uh-oh. Soon, the United Kingdom might be a lot less fun. That is, if the soon to be proposed ban on drinking games and drink specials at pubs goes through. Here’s hoping that doesn’t happen. Even though it will have absolutely no effect on my life.
→ Just when I start to despise the guy, Jay Leno comes out and gives his version of what’s happening over at NBC. From his explanation, it’s hard to figure out who the bad guy(s) is. This fucking sucks.
→ Recently, at The Critics’ Choice Movie Awards, Death Cab For Cutie performed Simple Minds’ “Don’t You (Forget About Me)” during a tribute to late director John Hughes. Death Cab performed it very well, albeit in their minimalist way, but the video montage behind the band was kickass.