In yet another way, we wonder why we, or anyone would get upset about a foreign power taking over a dysfunctional government in a country where the dysfunctionality extends from the federal to at least the state level:
SO WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?
- TV station: Minnesota doctors failing to sign up for program
"Ruth Martinez is the executive director of the Minnesota Board of Medical Practice, one of the regulatory boards enforcing the law. She says the board doesn't know which doctors haven't registered because it doesn't have the ability to obtain and maintain DEA registrations."
- That awkward moment when the MNHouse enviro chair deals with CWD meeting partisan mischief
- Report cites deer and elk farms as being too loosely regulated by Board of Animal Health.
There are other issues we've noted in the past, such as the legislature's interest in reducing water quality standards for sulfate and nitrates in order to accommodate mining and agricultural interests in a state where about 40% of all the waters fail to meet standards.
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Please repeat after us:
- MONEY IS NOT SPEECH!
- CORPORATIONS ARE NOT PEOPLE
- THE END DOES NOT JUSTIFY THE MEANS
At the moment we don't have a really good answer to these problems other than all of us starting to become full-time citizens and get off our butts, stop watching cable and/or reading the internet, get out and talk to our neighbors and figure out what's in it for US, not just me! We've been doing more of that over the past year or so. It's annoying, time consuming, mostly unrewarding and fundamentally necessary if we want to live in a functioning democracy. Too many of us can't even find the time and energy to get and stay registered and vote. Look where that's got us!
September 1, 1939I sit in one of the dives On Fifty-second Street Uncertain and afraid As the clever hopes expire Of a low dishonest decade: Waves of anger and fear Circulate over the bright And darkened lands of the earth, Obsessing our private lives; The unmentionable odour of death Offends the September night. Accurate scholarship can Unearth the whole offence From Luther until now That has driven a culture mad, Find what occurred at Linz, What huge imago made A psychopathic god: I and the public know What all schoolchildren learn, Those to whom evil is done Do evil in return. Exiled Thucydides knew All that a speech can say About Democracy, And what dictators do, The elderly rubbish they talk To an apathetic grave; Analysed all in his book, The enlightenment driven away, The habit-forming pain, Mismanagement and grief: We must suffer them all again. Into this neutral air Where blind skyscrapers use Their full height to proclaim The strength of Collective Man, Each language pours its vain Competitive excuse: But who can live for long In an euphoric dream; Out of the mirror they stare, Imperialism’s face And the international wrong. Faces along the bar Cling to their average day: The lights must never go out, The music must always play, All the conventions conspire To make this fort assume The furniture of home; Lest we should see where we are, Lost in a haunted wood, Children afraid of the night Who have never been happy or good. The windiest militant trash Important Persons shout Is not so crude as our wish: What mad Nijinsky wrote About Diaghilev Is true of the normal heart; For the error bred in the bone Of each woman and each man Craves what it cannot have, Not universal love But to be loved alone. From the conservative dark Into the ethical life The dense commuters come, Repeating their morning vow; “I will be true to the wife, I’ll concentrate more on my work," And helpless governors wake To resume their compulsory game: Who can release them now, Who can reach the deaf, Who can speak for the dumb? All I have is a voice To undo the folded lie, The romantic lie in the brain Of the sensual man-in-the-street And the lie of Authority Whose buildings grope the sky: There is no such thing as the State And no one exists alone; Hunger allows no choice To the citizen or the police; We must love one another or die. Defenceless under the night Our world in stupor lies; Yet, dotted everywhere, Ironic points of light Flash out wherever the Just Exchange their messages: May I, composed like them Of Eros and of dust, Beleaguered by the same Negation and despair, Show an affirming flame.
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