We are all capable of hypocrisy. What’s infuriating about politicians is that they act as if they are not. In their activities there’s always someone else to burn down, someone else’s character to examine, someone else to hold up as the sum of all evil among the opposite, and there is an alarming lack of self reflection and humility–an alarming amount of self promotion as the sole bearer of light and potential. Yet the scroll of surprising offenses from the present continues to unroll. And as the scroll unfolds and the offenses jump off the page, the sick perspective that individuals should be born onto the scene as perfectly evolved specimens with no flaws is tiresome and perpetuated ad nauseum.
So keep your heads friends, as you ponder the impending political vortex of 2020. The humans setting out to claim their qualification for presidency are just that…. humans. And if they claim to alone hold the answers–to alone be worthy of holding the torch to light the way, well, there is something to be very, very, weary of regardless of their party affiliation. I’ve struggled to align with any one political identity because of these things. I think I’m finally ok to accept and proclaim that I put more hope in the prophetic poetry of Bob Dylan than in any one iota uttered by any one politician. Keep your heads friends. Propaganda, all is phony.