Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to know how things would have turned out had I made different decisions at key moments in my life. I wish I had a What-If machine like the one on Futurama, or if I could actually visit these alternate realities like on Sliders (one of my favorite shows ever). If only there was a way to peer into the other side and see what might have been with enough time to fix how things are still. What would happen if I zigged instead of zagged. Life is made up of choices each one determines the next, just how would the dominos fall if lined up differently? These are questions I ask myself a lot these days (although I know I shouldn’t). I think about what would have happened had I stayed in New York back in 2003. Would I have made something out of myself or would I have ended up homeless and alone? Could I have made it as an artist if I would have focused? I mean the two major comic companies were right there. I once took my portfolio and stood in front of the DC (comics) offices. Paralyzed by fear I couldn’t bring myself to go through the doors. I think about what would have happened if I stayed in Atlanta in 2007. Would I have drank myself to death, contracted some permanent venereal disease? Or perhaps I would have moved up in the ranks at the club I worked at, or ended up running off with one of the bands and becoming a roadie or better yet a tour manager? Could I have found something or someone that would support me in my endeavors and dreams and build me up so that I became something more than what I am today. I think about how things would have turned out if I chose to stay in San Francisco instead of coming back here a few months ago. Would I have finally become self-sufficient, or would I have wound up one of the many faceless men on the street begging for change? Could I have found a new love, perhaps some tattooed beauty who nurtured my desire to sit around in my underwear and make up stories? Could I have found myself in my dream job, living the sweet life, if only I’d had the courage to tough it out a little while? Who knows what would have happened? I surely don’t.
I used to think I was smart, that I had (if not all) at least part of the answers. I certainly carried myself as someone who was more sure of ones actions than I actually was. I long ago tried to tell myself that I shouldn’t think about the would-have-been’s, could-have-been’s, but I can’t help but wonder if I would be better off having zigged when I chose to zag. I told myself a long time ago to never dwell on such things, that looking back in regret was a fools errand. I instead chose to lower my head and barrel on full steam with no regard to the carnage I was causing in my quest to never look back. I did more harm than good to those around me who truly cared about me. That’s why I don’t beat myself up for looking backwards so much anymore. I think you need that perspective to help inform better decisions tomorrow.
Personhood USA petition to support an unprecedented "human life amendment" to the Constitution which would create legislation making clear that "the 14th Amendment protections apply to unborn children." The person-hood amendment would ban abortion even in cases of rape, incest or to protect a mother's health, and it could affect the legality of some forms of birth control, invitro fertilization and stem cell research. Ask yourself which is a bigger threat to you, to America, and to human rights in general. You can cry that Obama has effectively killed the Bill of Rights. Yet the Bill of Rights was effectively killed under the previous administration and you are still roaming free to read this on the internet. The Bill of rights went out the window the moment the Patriot act was signed into law. That's of course if you didn't know that the United States had been in a perpetual "State of Emergency" since WWII and that every president since Franklin Roosevelt has had the executive ability to declare Marshall Law and round up United States citizens and jail them without trail. This is the reality that you, your parents, your grandparents, and depending on how young you are your great-grandparents, has lived under. You wonder why the "media" isn't covering this? Why aren't the talking heads yammering on and on about this? It's because anyone who has actually studied politics or the laws of this nation already know this. The only ones shocked are the people who are only now waking up to what has long been going on in this country.
You see this isn't news, because this isn't new! If you know your history, and you know the way the world really works, then you would know that you have never lived in the land of the free, and the home of the brave. Long before the industrial revolution you lived in a land of actual slaves, stolen from natives, that discriminated and imprisoned everyone who was not a white christian male of English decent. Everyone from the Irish to women, have had to fight long and hard for the little rights they receive today. That is the beauty of this fucked up country. You can change things, if you really want to. You don't have to take it lying down. But you will not change things by voting for some right-wing Anglo-Saxon, millionaire, religious nut who wants far worst for you than a biracial, Hawaiian, constitutional law professor. Yet even if you do the world will keep on turning and things outside of your control will continue to shape your life. To truly change the system you would have to bring it crashing tot he ground. And my dear friends on the left-that will not happen from camping out in a public park, pretending to be homeless, and attending drum circles while tweeting on your Mac Book Air-Pro! real effective change to the current political system, will only come when we the people rise up and burn said system to the ground. You can't do that without education and organization, rage is just the fire-starter.
When I was 9 years old I got a cassette jam box from my estranged father for my birthday. He lived in DC and I lived in North Carolina, he sent with the jam box three cassettes; E.U. Live, some random Go-Go's greatest hits (that he probably picked up at a gas station), and Heavy D and the Boyz Big Tyme!
R.I.P. Dwight Arrington Myers