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I Don't Care Much For,,,
By joseexist in Musings On Muses
October 10, 2009

I don’t care much for politics. Politicians will do what politicians do. Our leaders will never satisfy everyone. Therefore, there will probably always be an element of disenchantment and a section of the populace that is disgruntled. Government has an important job to do but too many times personal agendas get in the way.

I’m sure there are good politicians that exist somewhere. People who make promises they can and do keep. People who stand in for us when they say they will and make sure we have ample opportunity to enhance the quality of our lives. I think these good people are simply outnumbered by those who give themselves raises long before they think about making any decisions for us.

Not hard to see is it? I’m disenchanted and disgruntled. I could rant on about what’s wrong and dole out my ways of fixing things but what politician would pay heed? I might have your attention for now but when you stop reading this you still have a life to live. When I’m finished typing I still have a life, to live.

Wisdom’s exponential growth inflates the inner, silent part of our ego. Over time our confidence for what we believe in grows alongside it. Common sense intertwines with the two and we solve many problems in our own minds. All the while, life is getting more and more complicated. Many of our solutions sprout innumerable dendrites of extra considerations. Much like any bill introduced into congress. We the people look up the mountain to where we want our idea to have a voice. Our outer ego will either fly us there, or silence us for another day. Walk to the mailbox and send a letter off to that mountaintop and it will join every other voice of democracy that today is mixed in amongst anarchists, racists, agnostics, and any other groups detrimental to society. All are guaranteed a voice just as you are. To silence any with censorship or by force would stain our countries morality.

Feel free, because you are, to say what you mean. Agree with anyone you agree with and let it be known why. Disagree and let the reason or reasons be known as well. Interaction between all constituents on any level is a right. Keeping it as civil as possible is a trick few seem eager to pull off. There are social wolves everywhere, waiting for us to open our mouths so they can bait us into a conflict disguised as a “debate”. All the while they lick their lips savoring the taste of our “displeasure” at their insinuations. Our reactions are their sustenance and the more foolish we look, the fatter their egos swell. The less emotion you show them however, the sooner they’ll roll up their tongues and move on to hunt elsewhere.

Art is influenced by government as much as anything else, probably more so than anything else. Good or bad, the upper echelon of those who dictate our rights and freedoms, or lack thereof, leave their mark on society one way or another. Either in full public view, or hidden away, art is a statement about the world from the artists’ point of view. Volumes can be conveyed about one corner of the world or the entire world. Paintings, songs, books, poems, sculpture; all forms of art are voices that speak to us from within ourselves. The artist has put in the mental blood, sweat, and tears for us along with the physical acuities. All we need to do is devote a modicum of attention. A stroll thru a gallery, or a candle lit perusal away from prying eyes, and we can discover.

Whether we live in a country where we are free to pursue art, or one in which we risk death by enjoying it, art will always be there for us. Even a simple memory of any form of art, is art. Were all forms of art destroyed tomorrow, I would still remember Beethoven’s 5th symphony. I would still remember the Mona Lisa’s smile. I would still remember the words to many of my favorite songs and, the melodies that go with them. You can take art away from the world in general but the way it affects people can never be rescinded after the fact.

I don’t care much for politics but you know what, politicians are artists too. They speak with tongues of sugar, gold, silver, and thorns. They tell the truth, and they lie. They are respectable, and despicable. It takes true talent to pull off the job the way they do it. Politics, I must hate those bastions surely to some extent. I could easily regard them with apathy, however; I keep my eyes and ears on the arenas in which politicians spar. It is every artist’s duty to maintain a thorough knowledge of the laws that affect, art. The loss of freedom of expression probably hurts the most when it arrives as a surprise.