Imagination is Limitless

I should have hit the blog last night. A little rum flowing through my system and at one point fragmented ideas and thoughts were blasting through my head. There are times when it feels as though a grenade has exploded in my brain and the shrapnel rips through my sub-conscious mind and all the feelings and thoughts I had stored for reference and further examination are destroyed and once the dust settles the float around, just beyond the conscious mind where I can't quite grasp them. It often seems that thoughts and feelings are just beyond my reach. This morning, for example, I will have a very hard time progressing from here...especially now that the boys have woken to shatter the silence of the morning.

Drawing thoughts together isn't a new struggle for me, I believe I've written about it before. It is a constant thing, this rattle can in my mind. Last night I was bouncing between Libertarianism and unemployment. (Unemployment, the near constant state I live in.) This notion that Libertarians can be libertarians in-so-much as we live and function in a democratic society, not because libertarianism is a realistic system of government or set of ideological platforms to live by...unemployment is not so much a thought as a state of being right now.

Being unemployed, not working, forced lay-off, laid off, new opportunity, new challenges, new direction, a shit load of stress. I remember now! I was thinking about the recession!

I did not live, obviously, in the Great Depression but my grandma did and I have seen the way it impacted the life she lived. Not directly of course, but she is a frugal woman of 89 and always has been. Certain life circumstances made this an important part of her life as she raised three kids, in their teens, alone. The depression left its mark in that she laid away preserves and saved money and new that by these actions, in more prosperous times, when the hard times came there would be enough. I wonder what mark this recession will leave on my family?

I am not implying in anyway that this is what it was like to live in the Great Depression but as a recession it has hit my family in a very real and frustrating way. The amazing thing to me is the disparity of who the recession has hit, now that the dust has settled and those who were going to lose what they would lose have lost it and those who weren't sit comfortably in their cars-offices-jobs. There are people around me living lives as if nothing changed, for some maybe nothing did. People--some friends of mine--living life, planning and taking vacations, moving on as though the recession were but a hiccup that has since resolved itself. And maybe it is. But people are still jobless. People are still losing their homes. In my half of society, people are still struggling in a bitter battle.

Peoples lives are being ruined and falling apart.

This is happening in one of the most prosperous nations in the world.

It isn't right.

I don't understand our failure to adequately take care of the week, oppressed, powerless members of society. Once people are under the thumb of debt they live their lives in shame and fear and it is a fast downward spiral to the bottom from there. But the collective lifestyle consciousness of our society is based on imaginary money (borrowing what isn't their, i.e. credit cards) and imagination is limitless. At least, mine is.