OLD HIPPY SPEAKS

The opposable thumb, that stumpy little finger, that along with standing erect seperates us from apes, chimpanzees and maramsets, may be quietly, without much fanfare, nudging us up the evolutionary ladder. For it is that very same thumb; the one that allows us to grab onto things as no other primate can, that can also text message. Think about it. It has to be a cosmic joke.
Prehistory repeating itself.

Facebook, twitter, myspace, blogging, ipad, iphone, blackberry, skype, bump, email--these are the cyber gadgetry and tracks that have led us toward a world community of content. Unfortunately, this is a community without flesh or blood, without humanity. Now, sitting in our own little tacky boxes, staring at our own little box, we do not touch each other, we do feel the warm whisper of breath in our ear, not feel each others' presence and of course, seeing one another's auras is out of the question. That which is not human, unites us and gives us immediate access to all knowledge, to all the information available on our rapidly warming planet. It's all too fabulous and frightening. This along with the fact that the George W packed supreme court now defines the corporation as an individual whose rights of free speech must be protected, has turned us into the United States of Walmart...my country tis of Chevron, befouled land and stinky sea, of thee I sing. Yikes! The corporation doesn't give a damn whether the rest of us live or die, doesn't bare children, suffer, endure, believe, laugh or cry. Aldous Huxley's "Brave New World" is here. It is no coincidence that the same prophet that opened the " Doors of Perception" with LSD experimentation, also saw the future as we are about to live it.

All us old hippied saw it too. We knew it was coming. We dropped out to prevent it. We really tried.

Is it too late ? Nope. We're just starting.

Come on everybody shine on your brother, everybody get together try to love one another, right now! Right now!