man there's so much rhetoric about obombaland it kind of reminds me of all the hoopla about settling the west. but the salient thing about that is displacement. and gentrification. and the loss of green space. and crushed dreams. the indians knew what was happening. i feel that way about obombaland. there were a lot of different people acting or being affected then, as now, but it seems like the same ongoing story of gentrification and the conquest of money over land and people. the people without the money will lose their neighborhood and the green space that was intended for all people rich and poor, that was not determined by wealth or race, that was open to all. what will happen in obombaland is clear to me, the rich are moving in, the corporations will benefit, and the people who are not homeowners or wealth will be pushed aside, looking for a place they can afford to live.
it seems rather bleak, like how can we compete with all the massed money and power that want our park and want to clean up and gentrify our neighborhood. but there's something happening all the rhetoric and the divisions don't address, consciousness rises mysteriously, independent of uncritical thought and propaganda. people sense what is happening as animals sense the coming of the chainsaws and bulldozers. people with good common sense know that there is something yet to preserve that is common to all. we have to hope that common sense and community and green space, that the voice of the voiceless will be heard, the commons that connect us all.