Posted on Evans Liberal Politics , by Paul Evans
This is a warning to anyone who might be just, who might be pure in heart, who might still try to believe in God and Jesus and live a caring life:
This is a corrupt society, this is Rome in the third century A.D. For the rest of us, for the little man, the poor and the disadvantaged, we have kept trying, kept fighting, but we never really had a chance, and it's just getting worse. If Paul Ryan and the House Republicans achieve any measure of success in their austerity measures (which include gutting and privatizing Medicare, for starters), life will just get that much more hellish for people like me.
In any case, I am 54 years old now. I have seen a lot in my life. And I know that whoever controls this world, it has actually become a sick, evil place where goodness, meekness, weakness and vulnerability, and yes, kindness and decency are actively punished.
If you are too good , or offend the wrong person, then you are actively scapegoated. Look in any introductory textbook on anthropology. It will tell you that ritual scapegoating is a feature of every society that has ever existed: how evil is that?
My problem is that, in particular, I am the variety of scapegoat known as the "mentally ill." You know us: the ones you avoid even speaking to, the ones you would never consider hiring for your business, the ones you make jokes about with your friends. The mentally ill are one of the particular targets of scapegoating in Western society. I've had it. It doesn't really matter what "they" do to me now. I put out poverty appeals on Evans Liberal Politics for a year and, in that time, I received two helpful gifts from kind and decent individuals, but nothing in the mail via the donation request here except one bogus check for $1,500 and tons of email scams.
Oh I will still keep trying and I am actively comforted by my own spiritual life and the love that Christ and the Holy Spirit and the Father show me all the time. But my material and defacto existence on this earth is not pleasant at all. More than just a rant, I wanted to give a few readers a heads up so that they might avoid this or at least understand it.
Right now 400 people in the United States control over 50 percent of the wealth. The lower 80 percent of us now have a measly 17 percent of the wealth. And we call ourselves a Christian nation? If we were, the tax structure would be progressive and the fortunate in this land would see to it that the less fortunate were provided for. But these well off people don't care and I'll bet you they are some of the most (officially, I mean) Christian people there are. Well I have news for you fat cats: you're about as Christian as any one of these Wall Street criminals is and it doesn't matter how much you go to church. You people would cross your own mother for the right amount of money. You're buying a stairway to heaven, only when you die, you CAN expect justice. Do you care about that? Apparently not much and that makes you evil in my book. And the whole nation is going that way.
It's like John Mellencamp says: "those who cannot connect the dots, hey, look the other way." Well I knew all this for the last six years in particular and my life was in a downward spiral. It in no way was my fault and there was nothing I could do to rescue myself. I can come to no other conclusion but that we live in an evil society.
Where is "do unto others as you would have them do unto you?" Where is "judge not, lest ye be judged?" Where is the caring society of a truly Christian people? No, either Satan has won on this earth or there is no God and there is no Satan and there are just too many people, too few resources, you would think. This is a society which has grown actively evil in a whole lot of different ways.
Personally, I am a Christian and I believe this world is THAT sort of evil and I also think that part of the reason I have had such grief in the last few years is that I have tried to live as much as possible for me with the caring of Christ. (Apparently that is a worse "sin" than being mentally ill.) I don't want to believe that these are the end times. I don't want to believe that God must destroy the world in order to save it, but I'm really thinking about that. I know there is little justice now.
But what do I know, I'm just a news and politics website owner, right? There's a Gordon Lightfoot song called "Don Quixote" with the lyrics: "I have come oe'r moor and mountain.... I have seen the strong survive and I have seen the lean grow weak."
I'm 54, they've got me on really strong mental illness medicines, I have diabetes and COPD, my sister died, my mother died, I never found a woman to love and don't have any kids and my father, a Yale Ph.D., now has to live by a judge's order in a local nursing home. I took in two homeless people from a nearby homeless shelter and, frankly, they have made my life an additional hell. At this point, powers that be, I don't really care all that much exactly how you accomplish my final destruction. I am $15,000 in debt and I will never climb out of that hole; after my father dies, they will take our house away from me.