


Jfk was keenly curious and aware. He traveled Europe and observed politics on the ground. He didn’t have to use historians, he saw first hand the propaganda machine.
He understood the importance of image.
Being a war hero, and ill himself, always in poor health. He somehow presented a positive energy and outlook that was contagious.
He was the blue print for a new brand and structure of politics.
His ideas were shaped from experience.
He was understanding, because he knew people consumed what they heard and saw. He understood the importance of democracy, that it had to work. It was the last best stand on earth.
I can’t help but wonder sometimes, how odd that we recall the death over the life. The women over the veteran,
Deeply curious about political history
He wanted to understand.
I want to understand
If this is the last best stand on earth …
What am I living for ?
What am I leaving ?
Most people want so desperately to be told what to do
And they don’t even know it
Not even when you tell them what to buy
They don’t know what they want
Or that they need something
Until we sell it to them
They don’t know who to vote for
Until it’s sold to them
What they believe
Until it’s sold to them
Ads
And images
Propaganda
It’s what we consume every day
I unplugged
This site is my only social media right now
Until after the new year
My head is in a fog
I never read
I want to write more
And really create
But I’m angry
I’m confused
I feel like we have more in common than we have differences
But now
We are constantly pitted against ourselves and against eachother
JFK understood things needed to change
We didn’t need a hand out
We needed a hand up
So we could get ahead
And so we could give back
We had a responsibility
But I wonder if we even know what that responsibility is
I ask myself if we even remember what a dream is ?
Or are we so deep in the mud
That we are fighting only ourselves now ….
I want to believe in a tomorrow
I want to believe in us
Because of us
We determine our future
And we can decide today
What we are building
Can endure
Tradition
Requires repetition
We have to start somewhere
Why not here?
Why not now?
Why not us?