It's a Grey Morning in America Thing

Dear America,

"To him whose 

elastic and vigorous thought

 keeps pace with the sun, 

the day is a perpetual morning.  

It matters not what the clocks say

 or the attitudes and labors of men. 

 Morning is when I am awake 

and there is a dawn in me," 

 Henry David Thoreau

and yet it is morning and look at me,

stymied by the perpetual angst growing wider and deeper and stronger between camps.

Making heads or tails of any of it becomes an exercise in futility; round and round we go, where it stops nobody knows.

How in the world can a Sarah Palin be aligned with Trump...when the entire crew at National Review writes THIS.   And please, by all means, read the post and click into the full review @National Review, by clicking the little blue box directing you to all of the individual opinions of the editors at large, including Glenn Beck, Steven Hayward, Andrew McCarthy, Edwin Meese....just to name a few (four, actually).

All the while, we have people like Lindsay Graham -- the sad little Rino that he is -- saying things like this, when responding to the choice between the two front runners (Trump or Ted):  "It's like being shot or poisoned. What does it really matter?"

oh really, you sore loser?

The problem that seems most glaring -- and it has come about nearly overnight, mind you -- is that now, the Republican National Committee has come out to chastise the National Review for it's position and has "dis-invited" them to be a sponsor at the next debate, airing now on CNN instead of NBC.  Also worthy to note, how "the establishment" seems to be rallying around Trump as if he's been the one all along.  See more at NBC, here -- or just let me take Ted's word to you direct:

 "If we nominate another candidate in the mold of a Bob Dole, or a John McCain or a Mitt Romney, all of whom are good and honorable men, but what they did didn't work," Cruz says often in his campaign stump speeches, implying they were not full-fledged conservatives...Mr. Trump's pitch to the Washington establishment is he's a dealmaker," Cruz said. "He'll go and cut a deal with Chuck Schumer and Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi, and those deals. He'll do exactly what John Boehner and Mitch McConnell have done — continue the failed big government policies of this administration, continue the cronyism, continue the corporate welfare, continuing Washington picking winners and losers."

While Bob Dole simply says this of Cruz:  "Nobody likes him."

And now hear this, from Peter King:

"Cruz isn't a good guy, and he'd be impossible as president. People don't trust him. And regardless of what your concern is with Trump, he's pragmatic enough to get something done. I also don't see malice in Trump like I see with Cruz."

[the last two thoughts coming from here]

Hmmm just where have I heard "pragmatic" before...right, right...that's how they characterized a young senator from Illinois just before we walked down the path of the last seven years and grew an establishment so big, we can't see over the fence.

Which reminds me of one thing I can share wholeheartedly with Trump.  And that is my understanding and respect of this little Robert Frost diddy:  "good fences make good neighbors"  [and -- if you were so inclined to click the link there -- further discovery would find that no one can actually claim original possession of this thought...]

Now, getting back to the news of the day -- my opening, on loan, made courtesy of Thoreau -- came from the epic, cultural phenomenon, WALDEN.  Allow me to revisit this for just another moment in time in this morning:

"The nation itself, with all its so-called internal improvements, which by the way, are all external and superficial, is just such an unwieldy and overgrown establishment, cluttered with furniture and tripped up by its own traps, ruined by luxury and heedless expense, by want of calculation and a worthy aim, as the million households in the land; and the only cure for it, as for them, is in a rigid economy, a stern and more than Spartan simplicity of life and elevation of purpose."

Indeed.  And this is Thoreau speaking of the world in the mid-eighteen hundreds!

Me thinks he would have a thing or two to say about today's "trappings" -- no?

Of course, perspective is fairly due -- and accordingly we get it, rather snappy on the very next page -- as Thoreau goes on to conclude that he "could easily do without a post office."  funny stuff.

Alas, The Establishment has much to be ashamed of -- given how the mornings grew into decades, and the decades grew into centuries, recklessly furnishing America of its temporal and blissful, unforgivable and unconscionable, debt, made by society, for society, and through every channel of society, foolishly and selfishly, for the life-everlasting, eternal supply of a dream from here to eternity.

Not to mention this --

We didn't seem to fancy the thin-skinned narcissist leader of the last seven -- what in the world, on this sunny Southern California morn, has made us think we can handle another?

"The intellect is a cleaver; 

it discerns and rifts 

its way into the secret of things." 

yes...more Thoreau...
just to be thorough in the nip tucking of a thought.

Deep down we know.

Deep down, there is a thing to be had and we just might be it.

And it's pretty critical that we think critically, without ceasing.

The confusion -- unlike the crystal clear aquamarine sky above me -- rains down upon a nation, arguing with itself like cats and dogs. begging for mercy --- and praying that one day soon, the heaven's will open up and shed some light.  Or just maybe, a bolt of lightning! ...to shake us to the core of every issue, stir us, and hopefully cast a sudden awakening to the truth; and perchance, rather matter-of-factly, merrily send us on our way up the path...the path being the one and only, the straight, the narrow, the good,  and thoreau-ly conservative path to take.

Make it a Good Day, G

....having said this, let me say that,  I WILL support the GOP nominee without fail, with pail or pitch fork, come hell or high water..."Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in."  HDT