I spend so much time on this, because I know it is bald-faced wrong. Because I know that people are being hurt. Because it is wasteful and ruinous of economies. I know it is helpful to bastards who want to control the planet. And so on. My heart is in the right place. In a safe-deposit box in the Cook Islands.
This evening, there was a report on PRI/ BBC's, "THE WORLD", about jailed people in the Syrian war. ( http://www.theworld.org/ ).
It switched to a quick audio of (former) convicts, singing a song, dear to my heart: IT'S A MAD WORLD - by TEARS FOR FEARS, (album, same name - http://songmeanings.com/albums/view/tracks/24931/ ). Their voices were meek and foreign, and racked by pain and defeat. This brought it home to me.
The real me, the feelings, the wishes, the sadness, the dreams, the humanity here and now - this is so often put on hold by thinking and writing - AND BY CFS! Not to mention the wine. I am struggling to research and post about topics of injustice, and here are these sad little men singing a song, way over in Syria, that my SELF relates to and feels.
This song and album was really introduced to me by an LJ friend, in my own city. (I was already appreciative of other Tears for Fears). We once went to a movie together. Now she is gone because it's a mad world.