Bush is not my president; he is someone elses president. Iraq is not my war; I never wanted anything to do with it. I don’t understand my own government, I despise nearly everyone in the executive branch, and I’m not alone. In the Northeast, Bushco isn’t very popular. And we don’t feel much akin to folks in the Deep South, for instance. I’m pretty convinced if we could get rid of Romney and Finneran, we could run our own affairs pretty well, maybe strike up a nice bond with the Maritime Provinces, to which many here often feel more akin than, say, Texas.
Once upon a time, there was the New England Secessionist movement, bolstered perhaps, by the words of Thomas Jefferson: “If there be any among us who wish to dissolve the Union or to change its republican form, let them stand undisturbed, as monuments of the safety with which error of opinion may be tolerated where reason is left free to combat it.” Perhaps, when the conservative majority in the SCOTUS decided to effectively elect G.W. Bush on their own, they would have been chilled to hear these words of Jefferson recited: “…where powers were assumed by the national government which had not been granted by the states, nullification is the rightful remedy.”
Why should we abide another four years of Bush simply because people who share none of our values reelect him? Perhaps it’s time to leave. Peacefully, I hope. I was brought up to admire Lincoln, but perhaps he should have let the South go. And perhaps the New England Confederation was onto something, way back at the beginning of the 19th century.
It was the oppinion of our founding fathers that when the Federal authority is seen as bankrupt, those beneath should have the right to overthrow or secceed. Half this nation will be horrified with Bush in the White House another four years. The other half will be horrified with Kerry. We are a house divided, quite completely, I think. Why are we aspiring to unity when we do not really want it?
Here’s an easy solution: Split. Maybe it won’t be so hard. Maybe we’ll like each other more when we’re not forced to live the way other members of the family want to. It’s natural for the family unit to disperse, to find their own space.
I think either the individual states must wrest back far more control over their own affairs, and become much more distinct political and social entities, or perhaps we just need to form confederacies of regions and split. The Czech republic did it without bloodshed. Maybe the Civil war didn’t need to happen. We all know it wasn’t fought over slavery anyway, so was Lincoln’s goal of keeping the Union together worth the two (or more) polarized Americas we have now?
I’m starting to think not. I’m less and less sanguine each year about paying my taxes to have Washington squander it in unjust and greedy wars, pork, corporate welfare, unneeded weaponry for enemies we create through our own ill-conceived policies. If Bush and his men want a land of their own, I say let them have it. But does it have to be my hand? Must I and others like me suffer this fool as our leader until the middle of this decade? And why should those who detest Kerry simply because he is a New England aristocrat be forced to be ruled by someone so separate from their own ideals?
Is it time for an amicable split? I’m starting to like the idea more and more. A tidy divorce.
Anyone with me? Anyone think this is insane? Will Texas really miss Maine? Because, quite frankly, I don’t think Maine will miss Texas. So what’s the problem? Why are we making ourselves so unhappy together, when we could be so happy alone? It’s time for change. We wish you the best in life, sincerely, and may you prosper. But how can we really prosper together when we don’t really like one another?
“There’ll be good times again for me and you
But we just can’t stay together, can’t you feel it too?
Still, I’m glad for what we had, and how I once loved you
But it’s too late baby, now it’s too late…”
Saying goodbye can hurt, but sometimes it’s the only way. It’s not like we can’t have coffee on occasion. Maybe we’ll be happier some day, do you think?