Tuesday, April 03, 2012
"How Fascism Will Come" by Terry Ehret
Note: the following selection is not about Kundalini per se, nor is it a "feel good" entry. It is a sobering reflection on where our country is today, poised on the edge of total Fascist takeover. How does Fascism take over? By utilizing the slogans and symbols of Democracy to its own ends. How many willingly give their lives "to defend Democracy," when the results appear to be just the opposite? Aggression is aggression, by whatever name you call it. Wanton destruction of another's homeland and life is still mayhem, however you label it. We must all be wary, for forces are at work--indeed, many are operating more or less openly now--to undermine what we have long held dear as Democratic principles. Their driving motive? Good old greed, lust for wealth, an obsession that can easily lead to a society ruled by a few "strong men (and women?)" at the power centers, while the rest labor in vain to reclaim their rights.
We are indeed at a turning point in history, and fascism (rule of the powerful minority) can easily be the turn that is taken. The first step in stopping it is to become aware of what is going on at the many levels--of politics, of business, of industry--corporate capitalism, wrapped in the flag is one of the main culprits. Terry is an authentic voice speaking truth to power.
How Fascism Will Come
by Terry Ehret
"When fascism comes to America it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross."
- attributed to Sinclair Lewis
When fascism comes, it will greet us with a smile. It will get down on its knees to pray. It will praise Main Street and Wall Street. It will cheer for the home team. It will clap from the bleachers when the uninsured are left to die on the street. It will rally on the Washington Mall. It will raise monuments to its heroes and weep for them and place bouquets at their stone feet and trace with their fingers the names engraved on the granite wall and go on sending soldiers to die in the mountains of Afghanistan, in the deserts of Iraq. It will send doves to pluck out the eyes of its enemies, having no hawks to spare.
When fascism comes, it will sit down for tea with the governor of Texas. It will pee in the mosques from California to Tennessee, chanting, "Wake up America, the enemy is here." It will sing the anthems of corporatization, privatization, demonization, monopolization. It will be interviewed, lovingly, on talk radio. It'll have talking points and a Facebook page and a disdain for big words or hard consonants. It won't bother to read. It will shred all its books. It will lambast the teachers and outlaw the unions.
When fascism comes, it will look good. It will have big hair, pressed suits, lapel pins. It will control all the channels. It will ride in on Swift Boats. It will sit on the Supreme Court. It will court us with fear. It will woo us with hope. When fascism comes, it will sell shares of itself on the stock market. It will get rich, then it will get obscenely rich, then it will stop paying taxes. It will leave us in the dust. It will kick our ass. It won't have to break a sweat to fool us twice. It will be too big to fail.
When fascism comes to America, it will enter on the winds of our silence and indifference and complacency. And on that day, one hundred thousand poets will gather. In book stores and libraries, bars and cafes, in their houses and apartments, in schools and on street corners, they will gather. In Albania, Bangladesh, Botswana, Bulgaria, Chile, China, Czech Republic, Finland, Guatemala, Hungary, Macedonia, Malawi, Qatar, crying, laughing, screaming. They will wrap the sad music of humanity in bits of word cloth and hang them, like prayers, on the tree of life.
- Terry Ehret
Terry Ehret is a poet/writer living in Sonoma County, California. She writes beautiful poetry as well as prose such as the brilliant piece above. She offers us a "wake up call" as to what is really happening in our world. Google her on the internet to find her website (www.terryehret.com) which contains much outstanding poetry as well as prose.
(Picture of Terry Ehret found on her website)