If Wishes Were Horses
We all have our dreams and wish lists, things we’d like to change if we could. Who doesn’t hope for world peace, besides the weapons industry? If some of my dreams seem a little out of reach, I always aim high, because the arrow travels further. A whole herd of genii, with their three wishes each, couldn’t get it all done. Still, I offer you some of my fantasies about things I’d like to see changed. You can send me some of your own, if you like.
I think a good place to start is government subsidies. I’d like to see all of them for the fossil fuel industry canceled, and the money used for clean energy like wind and solar. This would also make us safer, as I’ve never heard of anyone who was ever been harmed by a wind or solar spill.
I would love for this government to be the employer of last resort, as the Constitution implies in the phrase “to promote the general Welfare.” We’ve got a couple million people who need work, and $3 trillion worth of infrastructure to repair or replace. Let’s get to it.
What if the Democratic Party actually grew a set of balls? Wouldn’t that be great?
I want to live in a nation where the first response to the latest foreign crisis isn’t a bunch of saber-rattling or boots on the ground somewhere.
I fantasize about living in a country where people like Louie Gohmert, Ted Cruz, and Donald Trump are shunned and laughed at, not elected to high political office.
I dream of a day when a black kid growing up in the inner cities of Baltimore or Detroit has the same educational and employment opportunities as a white kid in Beverly Hills.
I think the very best teachers should be getting Tiger Woods or LeBron James money. Public schools and colleges should get any funding they need for whatever they need, but if the Pentagon wants to build a new F-35 fighter jet, they should have to raise the money with bake sales and car washes.
In my fantasy world, war criminals like George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, Donald Wolfowitz, Douglas Feith, Condoleeza Rice, Donald Rumsfeld, Alberto Gonzales, David Addington, and the White House attorneys who drew up the memos “legalizing” torture, Stephen Bradbury and Jay Bybee (he’s a federal judge now!) would all be turned over to the International Criminal Court in The Hague, Netherlands. There they would be tried, convicted, and sentenced to life in some dank hole I don’t care where. And since we’re rounding up war criminals, add Henry Kissinger and John Negroponte to the list.
There is no good reason, and no good excuse, why in a so-called free society we don’t seem to have the right to know what’s in the food we eat. I’m talking about GMO labeling. Whether all the anti-GMO hysteria is true or not, shouldn’t we have the right to choose?
This is going to piss some people off, but I think the President and the State Dept. need to have a coming-to-God talk with Israeli PM Benjamin Netanyahu. Politely but firmly, they would remind him that we have always been Israel’s staunchest ally and best friend (one of their only friends), but it’s time to let the Palestinians out of the concentration camps, because we are no longer going to support an apartheid state. We don’t care if it’s a one or two state solution and we’ll work with them either way, but they need to begin working seriously on it now. This will never happen, though, because the only force in Washington D.C. even more powerful than the NRA is the pro-Israel lobby.
I want to live in a country where a woman doesn’t have to afraid of men.
America should be ashamed of itself if even a single child ever has to go to bed hungry.
I want to reverse things, and make health care a right, while owning a gun is a privilege. We are the only one of the 34 developed nations that doesn’t have some kind of a national health care system for all its citizens. And if you want to be able to drive two tons of metal machinery 65 mph down the highway, you have to take a written and a driver’s test to show you can handle the machine competently, and automobiles aren’t even made to kill people. Guns are, unless you’re a target shooter. If you want to privilege of owning a gun you should have to take the classes and prove you can handle it properly. As with cars, you would have to get liability insurance at the very least. And as with cars, every transfer of the weapon would require some kind of paper document of sale or transfer. I think that’s reasonable.
I want to live in a country where it’s easier to vote than it is to buy an assault rifle.
I’d like to see the so-called “good” cops cross that sacred blue line and report fellow officers who murder unarmed citizens or commit other heinous crimes. The oath they took to serve and protect citizens, not turn their backs on them, should trump some tribal loyalty to co-workers.
No more sweat pants in public. If you want to be a slob, do it in your own home. When you go out into society show a little respect, if for no one else, at least for yourself.
I’d like to see the big pharmaceutical companies get the same treatment in the “War on Drugs” as black people who smoke a joint. These drug companies are raking in billions by selling Americans poisons like tranquilizers, anti-depressants, and anti-psychotics that both get people addicted and drive them insane. These guys in their silk suits should all get the perp-walk with cuffs and nightstick, then locked away for decades.
I wish educators didn’t force ADHD drugs on children who need to be taught differently, not drugged into complying with the rest of the herd.
I abhor violence for the most part, but when I hear someone utter the word “hashtag” I want to beat him severely about the head and shoulders.
I hope I live long enough to see the end of privately owned voting machines with proprietary software that can’t be examined by election officials. These machines have proven to be extremely easy to hack, and there’s much evidence that they have been. Privatizing our vote is one of the stupidest ideas Americans have ever had.
I dream of the day this country can finally get past the cancer of racism, four hundred years and still going strong. Fortunately, I think more and more people are having that same dream. Will it take another four hundred years?
A couple weeks ago Donald Trump advocated a database to keep track of all Muslims, and he hasn’t backed down from that position. I say let’s have a database for all white males between 20-29 years of age who are currently on anti-depressants or anti-psychotics, and also have access to a gun in their homes. These are America’s terrorists, and they strike almost every week. Now that’s a database worth having.
I dream of the day when people stop using emoji (yes, the plural of emoji is emoji), and go back to using language for their primary communications.
I realize none of these wishes will be fulfilled in my lifetime, but I can still dream of better days, as can we all.
You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. — John Lennon, “Imagine”