People to Sheeple and a Most Unfortunate Facebook Email

Some of Them … Our Very Own

The term ‘Sheeple’ , in this  iteration, is a  sad portmanteau of sheep and people, denoting the human who carelessly permits his liberty to be coopted and his rights abrogated by embracing the branding of a political party instead of calculating his responsibility as an American to exercise his right as a free-thinker and examine policy.  The latter is the least direct path, most rewarding and sadly … the road less traveled.

The evidence is abundant and the lure of the marketing forces is deafening from the ‘right’ because the resources are abundant and inspired by an oligarchy that is the portrait of avarice. Common to this abundant evidence is that promotion of ‘party’ over ‘policy,’ that is to say, the targets  of this guerilla marketing blitz are ‘low information’ voters – many of whom spend countless leisure hours  watching television, even though their other hours may be filled with hard work for low pay.

Sadly, many of them are our family and friends and they have exchanged slogans and easily remembered sophistry for what once was reason and logic. It is maddening and it assisted by the 24/7 cacophony of partisan newsy broadcasts that have managed to combine pseudo-intellectual dialog with diatribe and with the worst elements of theatrical wrestling; and, at the same time pitch journalistic credentials, even though they explain at great length how they are not ‘news’ shows but rather entertainment. This is a well-kept secret, because the ‘low-information’ voter insists he is watching the news when asked.

The ‘low-information’ voters are the perfect Sheeple because they are high spirited, living life and love to be associated with winners.  They love sports and fist-pumping and cheering and excitement – quite often because their jobs are unrewarding hard work and essentially unfulfilling.  Perhaps their lives are in disarray or families broken.  But make no mistake – this isn’t about class distinction, this is about conditional distinction, that is to say – low information doesn’t necessarily mean low income.  Although it is disturbing how many low-income low-information voters there are vociferously campaigning for politicos who are certain to trample what’s left of their meager benefits as citizens. It is most prevalent among the iconic ‘right.’

Bait and Switch

This extreme group, disguising themselves as conservative traditionalists, is predominantly the remnants of 20th Century royalists, overwhelmingly bankers and industrialists that are and have always been the courtesans of a global economy.  They controlled the requisite wealth in order to move the cog of world-wide business; and, while minerals and other natural resources have changed, as well as the locations of the most adaptable environments or subordinate economies, the game is largely the same.  It is reliant on a disproportionate number of laborers to fill a meager amount of labor positions.  In this way, it is an employers’ market and the company store concept, very often considered Fascism, reigns supreme.

Imagine, we’ve permitted a greedy media megaplex to force most Americans to pick sides.  We’re a society of images and what better image than celebrity, even if the celebrity is consummate failure and his history is mostly a blend of trust fund and crafty press.  You already know where I’m going with this right?  Of course, I’m talking about Donald Trump.  NY’s professional real estate mogul – wink / nod – who has presided over more bankruptcies than Mormon Church inventor Joseph Smith had wives.  The man who recently used tongues of the mid-millennia to express that he’s always had a “good relationship with the Blacks.”  But he is a celebrity, and just as peculiar as half-term Governor Sarah Palin, he is embraced by the royalists posing as a legitimate political party because he is an icon.  It doesn’t matter if they are each without any usable knowledge, helpful experience, or even a believable curriculum vitae – they are celebrity and when the company store is looking to placate the uninformed – celebrity will do it every time.

Dancing with the Stars, apparently the favorite show of the low-information voter starred, now convicted felon, Tom Delay.  It didn’t matter that he has been judged to have stolen money, abused power and the federal code; not to mention racketeering overtones in other lawsuits not yet completely through the legal confidence course – he has celebrity and the low information voter loves celebrity.

The other thing the low information voter loves is a good slogan.  Take America Back, a personal favorite is the bait and switch of the century.  It implores the uniformed to scream at those that are describing themselves as liberal Americans and pick fights with them. The talking heads that otherwise have no credentials whatsoever in journalism, implore their loyal regiments of uninformed to “Take America Back!!” so their royalist masters can send the labor portion of America off shore and evade taxes. And they do.   This is compounded by an appalling cadre of former / retired public service employees whose entire base for wealth was made possible by liberal ideas – that is to say – union protection, pensions and deserved compensation for education and time-in-grade have embraced the phony conservative’s argument and lionize the phony conservative’s icons.  It is greed, not logic – it is hypnotism – it is incredibly sad.  To embrace a myth when you one cashes checks written from the earnest labor of liberalism to me is the depths of hypocrisy.  It is negligence and cowardice and worst, going along to get along without any idea of patriotism or history.  It is unimaginably stupid.

And Now the Email

So there I was giving an honest reply, to what I consider, an unfortunate conclusion by a friend posted on their own Facebook wall.  So I rejoin the assessment, politely and without malice.  Another “friend” of my friend offers a wise crack that was intended to get a laugh from the original friend but at my expense even though he does not know me, in other words, weapons grade hubris.  The individual, in my opinion was rude but it wasn’t the end of the world.  I invited the party to join me privately if he felt compelled to make stupid remarks, and we could spar in private instead of soiling my friend’s wall.  Alas, my friend thought his conduct was out of line and asked him to write me a note privately and concede and possibly offer contrition.  He did so by identifying himself as a Republican, explained he was trying to get a laugh and without knowing anything about me except my comment about global economics and US aid – the difficult matter that it was the basis of the underlying comment, and then proceeded to write that we have nothing in common and any conversations would be fruitless.  In other words, he had no interest in policy or policies – he was a Republican, much like being a Yankee or Sox fan, he was immovable and it didn’t matter what the issue might possibly be – he loves his brand.  Verbatim: “I am a Republican ….” These were the first words he wrote when the topic on the table was not political.

That my friends, is one of the saddest things I’ve ever heard in my life.  A human, lucky enough to be an American, has voluntarily hobbled his free-speech, free-thought and personal liberty in order to be a loyal card carrying member of a political party instead of having an actual and practical interest in his country and actually practicing patriotism, which has little fist pumping but much page turning.

The iconic right is a cancer foisted on the breast of America and it is terribly sad and destructive.  I think of a fortunate American relinquishing his rights in order to repeat slogans and realize we all die a little as a society – because some people have stopped thinking and prefer brand loyalty, party loyalty to patriotism, which according to the constitution as I have studied is inclusive to all Americans.  Very sad indeed.


Despite these unavoidable and sometimes distressing interstices, confinements that is to say, where reason cannot take a deep enough breath – I am routinely inspired by young people. They get it.  They may have to hold their tongues at the obese, intellectually lazy and self-destructive generation preceding them, but they are smart.  They do consider policy, they are only bound by politics as much as their predecessors may control their sustenance – but  when they are left to their 0wn they are inspiring.

I’ve seen it through their volunteerism, their sense of fairness and their drive to fix things.  They are our wealth, and for the most part they are incredibly productive.  Many don’t even have televisions.  They can see the road ahead, even though it is hogged by many corpulent Sheeple, but I enjoy everyday I get to work with my young colleagues because they renew me, where many of my contemporaries abandoned what we know to be right.


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