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The United States of Scared Shitless

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This country is losing its mind.

 LITTLE ROCK, Ark. — Air passengers from Charlotte to Little Rock, Arkansas, had to hurry off their plane Friday after someone found a suspicious liquid on board.

The flight landed at Little Rock as scheduled Friday afternoon. But about seven miles before it landed, a crew member reported two passengers with two bottles of liquid. Police, firefighters and the bomb squad were called in, but the liquid turned out to be water.

Last year some time I started referring to this as "Lady Macbeth Syndrome."  Two years ago, I published some thoughts on this at my old blog.  Here is that entry, updated and revised slightly:

Now we’re cowering in fear of strange alphabets? And Folk Singers?

Christ, what a bunch of spineless candyasses we’re turning into.


We have become Lady MacBeth!  Subconsciously, perhaps, but aware on some level that we have done something in Iraq that is irredeemable.  By the end of Shakespeare’s Macbeth, Lady M is so bewitched with horror at her own savagery that she has lost her mind.  She wanders the halls of the castle, unable to sleep and jumping at shadows.

Americans are frightened witless, too.  We’re frightening ourselves like 13-year-old girls at a horror movie.  We’re so hysterical it’s shameful.  Don’t believe me?  Go to an airport and try to get on a plane with a jar of strawberry jam.  We’re so eager to be “safe” from the big, bad brown horde that we’re acting like idiots and giving up our civil liberties while throwing people into dank prisons at the least provocation.  Meanwhile, the soft muscled armchair warriors of the 82nd Chairborne Division bellow for more blood, even if it’s the blood of men who are ostensibly on their own side.  Calling these soft old jingos delusional is kindness.

They’re worthless and weak, and I think that their rising bellicosity might be a hint that they know we’re on to them. 

“Will these hands ne’re be clean?” says Lady Maceth, scrubbing madly at the imagined spot of blood.   “All the oil of Araby will not sweeten this little hand.”


Will we ever spring back to our senses?  Will we ever fly normally again?  Will we ever stop giving each other the stink-eye when one of us has darker skin?

People need to stop believing the "threats" hyped by the corporate media and get on with flying, driving, riding trains and living life, remembering that billions of people do this every day.  Don’t be such a candyass.  Geez.

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