I can’t breathe

Never before have these words meant so little to so many Americans …

Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

I am angry.

I am SEETHING.

We are watching the deconstruction of the greatest nation on earth unfolding right in front of our eyes.

Red China has surpassed the USA as the globe’s premier economic power.

Levi Strauss Inc. can give as much money as they wish in undisclosed campaign contributions to OUR candidates, despite not a single pair of jeans of theirs made in America since 2005.

Our bombs fall on the guilty and innocent alike overseas, and not one of ’em which we’ve dropped saved that special ed school teacher from getting her throat cut in shopping mall in the UAE.

A black boy can’t play in a park without getting gunned down by a cop, and selling cigarettes without the local sales tax now warrants the death penalty.

The Republicans thump their chests promising that if only the nation’s billionaires got yet another tax break, all will be well, while the nation’s Democrats can’t decide if they are for or against union busting.

The stock market is booming, breaking new records every day! But no one on my city block has gotten a pay raise in years.

It’s not just Eric Garner, folks: None of us can breathe.

Del Wasso
Dixon, Illinois

From the Dec. 10-16, 2014, issue

One thought on “I can’t breathe

  • December 11, 2014 at 11:51 am
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    AMEN!

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