Second hand news
There's a phenomenon when working in health care, social services and the like called "compassion fatigue." You basically get your empathy circuits burned out.
I am starting to get "This NEXT law/act/action/inaction of the government is going to end life as we know it" fatigue. My give-a-shit circuits are burned out.
The oil pipeline.
SOPA.
NDAA.
Kicking out all those dirty Occupiers and their garbage ("It's about garbage!")
Government funding extensions.
Unemployment extensions.
The list goes on and on. It's not that each and every one of those isn't important. It's that they're all important, and they're all happening all the time, at the same time.
And that's they're strategy. Because they know, they know, that they can just keep pushing stuff and some of it will get through. And over time the filth accumulates until it is uncleansable. Remember, folks - this is their full-time job, and they're good at it. There are entire industries aimed at doing to us just exactly what is being done to us - lobbyists and lawyers and legislators who make a life's work out of being good at all of this. Where a day of obfuscation, spin and power grabs is considered to be a good day at work.
It will never stop. Never. Give up the illusion of control, or even influence. You have none, except an angry "Fuck you!" vote every four years, and that's only getting to vote between Coke and Pepsi. Write, call, email, petition, complain to your congressperson all you want. They're in a waiting game, and they'll just shift course slightly, pretend to be bending to "the will of the people" and then start it up again a week or month later in another format, with another name, buried in another bill about something else.
As part of my annual file cleaning and reorganizing process I found (and deleted) letters I had written to this legislator or that over the past 18 years. And you know what? Every single thing I wrote against came true - not necessarily then, but sooner or later, it was passed anyway. It was as if I, and you, didn't even exist. Because we don't.
I can't begin to even come close to getting across how influential reading Tolstoy was to me this year. And one of the things he pounds home is that at some point, if you are participating in government, even by being the "loyal opposition," you are legitimizing it and all of its actions. All of them. Because there are some actions that shouldn't be accepted no matter what the majority thinks, or thinks they think, or wants, or thinks they want. And yet democracy is predicated that we all go along once the decision is made, because otherwise we're those sore losers, like the South when it seceded after Lincoln's election. And we've all been conditioned to believe that with that object lesson in our history, then the only other answer is to go along, no matter what.
Oh, sure, we get to "protest" - until they decide the park looks better without those tents. And we get to "vote" - once in a while. But in the end, it just doesn't matter. Because your job is to support yourself and your family, and that consumes a hell of a lot of time and energy. And their job is to screw you. You can only devote a few hours a week or month to letter writing and marching. They can devote their entire lives to screwing you. And they do. And we let them.
It's an election year, so I will be going on another news sabbatical (actually, I have already been on it). Like the one CEO who said he didn't read the news because he could count on the waiter telling him if something really big happened ("Didja hear? The Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor!"), I'll just count on friends to tell me if something important happens. Note that I am now of the mindset, however, that SOPA and NDAA and the pipeline and government shutdowns and the election aren't "important." I mean, they are, but anything I think about them won't matter. They're important in a, "Gee, is it just me, or is that glacier closer to the village this year than last?" sort of important. Implacable. Irresistible. Need to know when to pull up stakes and move the village important. But not day-to-day or life-on-this-planet important.
So, if an asteroid is going to hit the planet in the next 48 hours, I'd like to know. If the Chinese bomb Pearl Harbor I'd like to know. Otherwise, let's talk about important things. Love. Life. Family. Friends. Because that's all we have in the end. And that's all we have with each other.