Morrigan's blog: "I rant...therefore I am."

I'm really not a bitch.

Ok...so maybe I am.

But I want to say this...I've been paying some attention to the political goings on in this country as of late and I am much disturbed.

#1. Donald Trump's attack on Obama. You know, even though it ends up getting me in all sorts of trouble, I read the pulse thing on here...and certain people are calling Trump a racist because of his opposition of the president. In fact, I've noticed that they call ANYONE who opposes even the smallest thing that Obama does a racist. I'm left to wonder...what does any of this have to do with race?

The Donald speaks out against Obama because he himself is looking to become president and is willing to go to just about any lengths to achieve that end. While this doesn't necessarily inspire my respect, I don't look at that and think it is racist. It's opportunism. There have long been questions about the president's birth, among other things, and Trump is merely taking advantage of that. Why is it that there is always some faction of the black community in the U.S. [and no, I don't mean that to come across as racist either] who is always at the ready to jump up out of their seats and cry "racist" when it comes to someone not liking what Obama is doing? Why does it have to be about the color of his skin? I didn't frigging like George W. either and he was as pure and white as the cocaine he reportedly liked to put up his nose.

Sidenote: To be frank, the last president that I actually somewhat liked was Clinton. He may have been a pervert and an occasional liar [I never inhaled...I did not have sexual relations with that woman...that sort of thing], but he had our budget balanced. We weren't in debt for the first time in the goddess only knows how long. Our economy was booming, prices were reasonable, jobs were plentiful, and the rest of the damn world didn't hate our guts. Even now, he's a skilled ambassador and people round the world adore him.

But back to the subject at hand...

Taking the oath of office did not make Obama perfect and omnipotent. At the end of the day and regardless of skin color, he's only a man...a man who is taking advice from other men...and, as such, privy to making all sorts of mistakes. For heaven's sake, are we not allowed to point those mistakes out?

#2. The death of Usama Bin Laden. Now, while this fellow may have been one hell of a bastard...a veritable pimple on the arse cheek of humanity...he was still a human being. And, IF he's dead [no photos have been released and he was immediately buried at sea...the conspiracy theorist in me cringes at the thought], he can no longer defend himself. He can't go back and repent any of his deeds. He can't change history.

So, could someone please tell me why, after all these months in which no one gave this man a second thought nor bothered to utter his name - hell, we'd pretty much forgotten about him, hadn't we? - everyone is jumping on the "celebrate Usama's death" bandwagon? Did these people know him personally? Did he sneak cookies out of their cookie jar in the middle of the night or something? Yes, I know what he's been reported to have been responsible for, but that was years ago...and while the effects of that event still haunt us, is there really any need to keep jumping down the man's throat now that he's gone and can do no more damage?

Maybe it's just my view, and I said the same things when Michael Jackson died and the jokes about him were in abundance [I always thought MJ was innocent and mentally a child himself, but that's a whole other subject], but do we really have to disrespect the dead? No matter what he did or did not do, the man had absolutely no peace during his time on this earth. Are we going to be unwilling to grant him peace now that he's dead and buried as well?

I'm preaching on forgiveness, I suppose. Just as when I watched the hanging of Saddam Hussein and was moved to tears by the fact that we were, at that moment, showing ourselves to be no better than he was. We were torturing the man and relishing his pain. We were lowering ourselves to his level while purporting to be better than him. I wept for humanity...or the lack thereof. I wept because joy was being found in the death of another and, really, aren't we supposed to be above all that? How can we condemn these men the way that we do when we have shown ourselves to be just as depraved?

[sigh]

This is me, people. Longwinded and opinionated and saddened by the state of the world.

And, by being me, I seem to have caused more drama in the pulse. Because I was crazy enough to say these things to someone who kept posting over and over about both subjects. I wasn't trying to be a bitch. I was looking to share opinions...to invoke my right to free speech...to open the subjects to debate and maybe make some headway.

But, instead, I was called a "godless heathen witch trying to spread her hellish ways"...and all because, at the end of my post, I wished the person a blessed Beltane.

Go figure. LOL.

Edit for clarification purposes:

I am glad that he can no longer wreak the havoc that his actions wrought. I do agree with that. And I did not mean that his actions...or what came about because of them...had been forgotten...but when it first happened, everyone was up in arms and his name was on the tip of everyone's tongue. I had heard little to nothing about him for months before now. It was as if he were some fantasy figure who had somehow vanished from everyone's minds.

The horror of 9/11 never vanished, of course. But talk of that man did.

Still, I don't see the point of hating him when he's gone. Perhaps it's just my nature. Life's too short to hold onto something like that...no matter what was done. We lost loved ones. I, myself, have friends who reside in NY and I spent an agonizing 3 days not knowing if they were alright or not. We lost so many things. But we gained a lot as well.

We gained a spark that, as a country, we'd lost before that day. People stood up and cried out "NO MORE!" and the U.S. banded together as one entity in a way that we hadn't even come close to doing since WW2. In the midst of our loss and our pain, we became proud again...if only for a time.

Personally, I do not believe that our troops [no matter what the individual soldier believed] were sent over there simply to hunt him down and fight terrorism. They were sent there more so to preserve our oil supply and as a show of strength. Because of these things, I worry about future attacks from other factions and other nations...because much of the world has come to hate us...to see US as the aggressors...to see America as a bunch of cocky fools who think it's their duty to police the entire world.

I suppose my point is that, now that he's been pronounced dead, why can't we just leave the man alone? Are we going to spend eternity mourning what we lost and hating a dead man for it? I couldn't bear it if we were.

BTW...the same person who called me a "godless heathen witch" also alluded that she was shocked to see me showing the ability to string together a coherent sentence because all she'd ever seen out of me was gibberish because I was so...and I quote...STUPID.

Ok...yeah...I think she thought I was someone else.