I just heard it's the "One Nation Under The Bus Tour" also the bus is dubbed as the "Dark Star" from Star Wars
On da road agin ... on da road agin ... Okay, here you go. Aw, what is a bus or two among friends, c’mon.
I believe that there are two forces struggling to dominate this country. Reinvention and nostalgia. The first seeks to imagine and work toward a better future by changing the status quo. The second insists that things were better in the past and works to undo change (any of the above would certainly qualify). Oddly, the opposing forces have come to be represented by colors. Blue and red. It's no secret where my sympathies lie (you will most always find me in the gray areas).
As I've always been a big fan of reinvention. My life is a testament to it. There is simply no way that a scared, sickly, vaguely educated white pasty faced kid from the middle of a Johnson Grass Prarie in Oklahoma gets to live the life he's living now without being willing to scrap old, unworkable ideas and start over
(Of course it also helped that I didn't have a rosy past to feel nostalgic towards).
Which brings me to the point. I'm confused by people who seek to return to a life that wasn't that great to begin with. Oh, I get it if you used to be the ruling class. If your childhood memories include watching your granddaddy sip a mimosa on the veranda while being serviced by the upstairs maid, then sure, nostalgia makes sense. But, if you're like me and didn't know anyone who had a veranda, let alone a maid, let alone an upstairs, then why not consider reinvention?
Maybe we can make this country a better place to live. It's certainly a more exciting way to go. You know, an uncertain future, filled with mystery and adventure. Of course, if nostalgia wins the day, if we are to attempt to reverse the course of history, then I will do my best to cooperate -- starting with buying me a bullet proof Prevo with smoke black limousine acrylic windows and hitting the campaign trail in 2012. He’s most likely going to pay for it with his spare “change.”
(oh, I think I just hurt myself!).