I remember the second state race I worked on.
I was into the race about three weeks, when I found that the Left was using its ties to the journalism community to put stories out that denigrated my candidate. Henny Willis is the name that comes to mind.
That memory came back waiting to hear David Wu, (D-Short guy), talk to a room full of people from the North Coast. What is funny is that few understand the concept of a mantra, and yet everyone talks about karma. What a silly people we are.
There is a mantra of the Left. The mantra is "what can we do to make sure that people don't hurt themselves?"
This kinda violates the rule of mantra. Inner direction is one thing. Directing outwardly should be an apparent violation of the rule of karma, even to the less than distinct Buddhist.
Here's an example of what I'm trying to express in terms that the Progressive must be required to understand in order to retain his cred:
"An old story speaks about a similar problem. A devoted mediator, after years concentrating on a particular mantra, had attained enough insight to begin teaching. The student's humility was far from perfect, but the teachers at the monastery were not worried.
"A few years of successful teaching left the mediator with no thoughts about learning from anyone; but upon hearing about a famous hermit living nearby, the opportunity was too exciting to be passed up.
The hermit lived alone on an island at the middle of a lake, so the mediator hired a man with a boat to row across to the island. The mediator was very respectful of the old hermit. As they shared some tea made with herbs the mediator asked him about his spiritual practice. The old man said he had no spiritual practice, except for a mantra which he repeated all the time to himself. The mediator was pleased: the hermit was using the same mantra he used himself -- but when the hermit spoke the mantra aloud, the mediator was horrified!
"What's wrong?" asked the hermit.
"I don't know what to say. I'm afraid you've wasted your whole life! You are pronouncing the mantra incorrectly!"
"Oh, Dear! That is terrible. How should I say it?"
"The mediator gave the correct pronunciation, and the old hermit was very grateful, asking to be left alone so he could get started right away. On the way back across the lake the mediator, now confirmed as an accomplished teacher, was pondering the sad fate of the hermit.
"It's so fortunate that I came along. At least he will have a little time to practice correctly before he dies." Just then, the mediator noticed that the boatman was looking quite shocked, and turned to see the hermit standing respectfully on the water, next to the boat.
"Excuse me, please. I hate to bother you, but I've forgotten the correct pronunciation again. Would you please repeat it for me?"
"You obviously don't need it," stammered the mediator; but the old man persisted in his polite request until the mediator relented and told him again the way he thought the mantra should be pronounced.
"The old hermit was saying the mantra very carefully, slowly, over and over, as he walked across the surface of the water back to the island." For those of you who are aware, this is the sound of what?
We know that there are described three schools of thought; the metaphysical, the teleological and the ontological.
Two of these systems only work by imposing upon others externals. Only one school, like Buddhism, relies upon self-realisation. Other systems that are teleological, yet depend upon self-realisation are the religions referred to as Christian (including the Church) and Hebrew (or, the Jews.)
I don't believe that either Christians or Jews would believe that man is fully self-actualised without that knowing of self coming from within, rather than as a penance against the self. If you're a Buddhist, you have your own beliefs. (I joke.)
What is taking place in the current political debate is not so much a debate among good people arguing amongst themselves, but good people being asked to take up a yoke of obeisance that one may,
a priori, reject. Or, reject and refute. Or, ignore. Or, in the face of its imposition, rail loudly and clearly against.
I haven't known clearly that the impulse to control the actions of others would ever come to the head that it has. But I'm usually the optimist in the crowd. The one expecting things to work out well. Growing up as the scion of a man who fought against the last great expression of external authority--we know it as the Axis--that we are actually engaged in a debate to expunge the impulse to impose behaviours upon our general citizenry is rather anachronistic. Who wants to be the next Hitler?
Now I've got pictures from today's Town Hall meeting with Congressman Wu. But what story would they tell? There were a bunch of people. Prolly more than any other previous Town Hall meeting ever held by the congressman in this county. So what? Standing in line was more educational than whatever occurred inside the library.
If you've ever raised chickens, you know what to look for. The posturing in the line today was laughable. I actually had to suppress a laugh. It was like being in grade school listening to a kid getting into his first fight. That I knew the people on either side of me wasn't surprising. This is a rural community. I could write things that would cause them embarrassment, but what's the point. If you had a government job, worked as a member of a union, or worked for a hospital or school, chances are you have absolutely no idea what it is like to actually make a thing or own a thing. There is no denigration intended. You look at yourself as labour. You may be well educated, as are most in the health profession and many in education. But you've chased a career in which you were always the victim. You knew, going in, that there was a promise that at some point your economic sector would gain, through wages, the importance that your career path should receive. After decades of impotence, you've organized yourselves into unions which contribute to Democrat candidates, candidates that vow to you their undying allegiance. Not to America. Not to the values of self-determination. Allegiance to your voice. Your sense of social justice.
And now you're wondering why the rest of us, the uneducated, non-union, non-government employed would want to shatter your dreams of finally gaining the place and recognition that you deserve.
Well, let me put it to you this way. Go ahead. Sit down.
You're fired.
We cannot and will not allow you to attempt to further screw things up. (A great restraint. Imagine what I should have said.)
You have put this State and this State's people on a path toward poverty. We do not want you running our lives, telling us stories about how horrible and hateful are the people who provide you with you underarm deodorant, your cell-phones, your blue jeans and your personal lubricants and jellies.
You think that you have us in a corner. You are so wrong. Why is Ayn Rand ridiculous? Because you are more afraid of us than you are of yourselves. We don't need to go "John Galt". We do that naturally. We take what we have and put it somewhere else. It's called a Market. You may think you can impose upon us rules that will make us better. You are soo crazy! You don't even recognise that which is happening before you. Time is not your ally. If your ideas are so right, why are you in such a hurry to push them through?
You on the Left are scared. I heard that in line today. The repeated mantras against the people who didn't want shackles. The ridicule of people that you disagree with. Attempting to let yourself feel better as your car crashes into the side of a moving freight train. "We'll be okay...we'll be okay..."
For those of you who haven't attended a Town Hall meeting, don't. Go, just don't go in. You prolly don't have the temper to deal with the rhetoric that you'll hear inside. But wait in line and listen. Listen to the crackle of fear among the Leftists as they attempt to rally themselves for the Lion's Den. This is not the language of Daniel. This is the language of Pilate.
Now, for those of you who expressed your opposition to abortion with vehemence; don't. Your signs were silent testimony. When you shouted your opposition to abortion when the Congressman arrived, you lost debate points. Are you wrong? No. But you gave spine to those who were looking for an object to defy. Re-read your Bible. We are not talking about money-changers.
We, on the Right, are winning. We, who believe in life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness are winning. Tactical errors are understandable. The Leftists are vewy, vewy nervous. There are times to be loud just as there are times to be silent.
Silence is often the most expressive of possible utterances.