i hope to read Who Rules the World
because i'm perverse and bitter medicine seems to help
but now i'm reading, The Girl Who Stole My Holocaust.
there is a theme running amok, of people of the lie waking up and saying wait,
it's a Lie, and it's not just killing Them, it's killing Us.
documentaries and books are coming out by israeli soldiers and generals
who have been charged with keeping people terrorized for decades and keeping 
the propaganda healthy and alive. they are fed up with the lie.

it's not the gangs, it's the regime.

i wonder how long it took apartheid to be dismantled. still the world is the same. as mom says, we can't change the world. as everyone says, people are inherently violent. it's not that, it is that, it's more
that non-violent people support violent regimes, and the reason we can't dismantle this one
is it is us. it's our way of life. this wholesale death,
this hollow cost, our way of life.
it's the lie that is destroying the world.

i keep hoping, that if more people see the ugly clothes and the trash of empire, maybe bullshit will fade and change will come. i know how woefully naive that is and sounds, but what else have we got but hope? obomba knew that, and he won the prize. but underlying his Hope, is still, hope.