If You Aren't Afraid, You Will Be ... You Will Be

Those of us who are different, and let's be honest, who isn't different in some way, cannot help but be worried about fascism. Am I anti-fascist? You bet. You should be, too. 

Something we all need to be reminded of is the life of fear that will come if fascism wins, no matter where that might be. We need to be reminded that the thought police have new and oh-so-useful tools at their disposal now. Anyone with an opinion that doesn't please Fearless Leader will, mysteriously, disappear. As they used to say when Stalin was fearless leader in the USSR, a black car will pull up in front of your house, and you are bye-bye.

The New Yorker magazine cover tells the story of the fear many in the United States have right now. That country is at a turning point in its history. I expect, though, that in every corner of this world, with so many issues that divide us all, there are would-be fearless leaders just waiting for their chance to divide and conquer. 

Sometimes it makes me happy to be old. 

I do feel badly for the young at times like this.

 

Many's the time I've been mistaken

And many times confused

Yes, and I've often felt forsaken

And certainly misused

Oh, but I'm alright, I'm alright

I'm just weary to my bones

Still, you don't expect to be bright and bon vivant

So far away from home, so far away from home

And I don't know a soul who's not been battered

I don't have a friend who feels at ease

I don't know a dream that's not been shattered

Or driven to its knees

But it's alright, it's alright

For we lived so well so long

Still, when I think of the

Road we're traveling on

I wonder what's gone wrong

I can't help it, I wonder what has gone wrong

And I dreamed I was dying

I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly

And looking back down at me

Smiled reassuringly

And I dreamed I was flying

And high up above my eyes could clearly see

The Statue of Liberty

Sailing away to sea

And I dreamed I was flying

We come on the ship they call The Mayflower

We come on the ship that sailed the moon

We come in the age's most uncertain hours

And sing an American tune

Oh, and it's alright, it's alright, it's alright

You can't be forever blessed

Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day

And I'm trying to get some rest

That's all 

I'm trying to get some rest