#ReadingIsResistance to kakistocracy

Paul Fell tells the truth in this 2015 cartoon

It’s February already? I thought it was moving too fast until I thought about what was passing with the time: each day behind us is another day closer to the end of this political nightmare. That’s a good and heartening thought, don’t you agree?

I think it’s pretty clear that I think this administration is horrifying. I am doing the best I can to #resist with every decision I make. I hope you’re doing as much. Are you making five calls a day? Even one is better than none. Marching is out, as is donating money I don’t possess, and I needed something, anything to do to feel I wasn’t simply, passively allowing this passage through the darkest and coldest class warfare battle I’ve seen in my adult life to grind my face into the metaphorical dirt. I have started using the hashtag #ReadingIsResistance to remind people who can’t, for whatever constellation of reasons, participate in any other way to make their own unique contribution to the return of progressive values to the US. What we read, what we think about after we read it, is still under our personal control. Talking about what we’ve read, whatever it might be, makes the point that we aren’t participating in the kakistocracy’s efforts at mind control. We’re choosing to read. We’re stuffing our heads, not our ears.

Reading IS resistance. Stand in front of the disinformation tanks!

I make no secret of the fact that I’ve coped with depression for a very long time in this life. Most of that time was, I freely admit, spent in deepest denial. I’ve always known denial well. My unsainted mama was Cleopatra barging down denial my entire life! The cost to me, this January, was a spell in the depths of misery; still it was preferable to being in denial. My review writing suffered as a result of time taking care of myself. But dadgum, I found a pair of good escapes!

How old were you when you first read Dune? I was fifteen, impressionable, and ripe for the message of a freedom-fighter’s willingness to sacrifice his flesh and blood, his life, everything meaningful to him, in order to bring about real and lasting change.

I was reprogrammed by this book. It was a touchstone for me for many years. Then came that heinous David Lynch movie “adaptation.” Like Lynch himself, I distanced myself from the disaster. Sixteen years later came the SciFi Channel miniseries. Pretty much infinitely better, no? Then the book floated back around…well, my review of them all is here. I think anyone would do well to take this hero’s journey with Paul Atreides one more time.

I don’t care much for the graphic n0vel genre. It’s never going to be my go-to reading matter. I’ve read a few that were excellent…this wasn’t one of them. Snowpiercer came to me first as a film rented from Google Play for a whopping buck. (Special sale, regular price $3.99; a bargain!) I procured a copy of the graphic novel after watching the film, then re-watched the film. It’s vastly better for my taste, managing the rarest of tricks: adding more depth to the characters than the print version had. I about had an attack around that one.

Climate change is real, we’re causing it, and anything we try to do about it is likely to go pear-shaped in a scary big way. In other words, this thirty-year-old tale was prophetic. The nature of the tale is cautionary; sadly its days of effective function there are gone. We’re past the tipping point. Our grandchildren will pay for our grandparents’ ignorance. But that doesn’t excuse us from our responsibility to them. We need to heed the warnings of dystopian fiction, or “alternative facts” as we’re apparently now calling lies, to mitigate the disaster as best we can. Read my review and cogitate upon the matter. What choices can you make today that will, even if infinitesimally, lessen the burden we refused to shoulder?

My fellow book blogger and #ReadingIsResistance supporter, Stephanie, says no to socially engineered poverty’s horrendous cruelty by reviewing Pat Conroy’s memoir THE WATER IS WIDE. Racism isn’t dead. Reminding ourselves that the past wasn’t free of our besetting sins is good policy. It guards against smugness, and it gives us hope in that we can measure progress by learning what was once accepted as policy. Visit her blog, read her reviews…and if you’re looking for a role model in the battles of body image and life change, there’s your lady. Follow along!

I am grateful to each and every one of you who reads these words. Please take heart, if you need it, and take action if you can. Change happens when good people act. Act on your principles. Resist. Please recommend this piece to your friends and followers. Boost the signal!