Editor’s note: this piece, found by Fe Bongolan, was originally published at Goldfish’s own blog and Daily Kos. It’s a personal account of an important current political event — perfect Aries Point illustration. – amanda
by Goldfish
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
My body should ache right now.
I’m not yet thirty, but already I can feel my youth slipping away. I have muscle pains I never had before, and I can’t have more than a couple drinks without my head and stomach making me pay hell for it the next day, and the last time I tried to sleep on a hardwood floor of a friend’s apartment, I had a bruise on my hip that took a week to heal. So sleeping on a cold marble floor should be out of the question.
Yet on the night of Saturday, February 19th I slept on the floor of the Capital Building of the State of Wisconsin and suffered no ill effects. I didn’t get much sleep, it’s true, but later I felt no aches in my back or hips. No pinched neck or frozen shoulders. In fact, my body felt better than it had in months, maybe in years. I almost felt my age.
As anyone who reads my blogs knows, I have an extremely dark view of our contemporary society, which I have increasingly come to see as deranged and psychotic. And it was in fact the malignant manifestation of this psychopathy, that sickness in the Wisconsin state legislature, that lead me to make my bed on the floor of the Capital Rotunda. But that is why I now feel better about my country, my world, and indeed my species than I have in years. Because sleeping along side me were over four hundred Americans representing almost every walk of life who are just as Fucking Pissed about the Current Order of Things as I am. And after day broke over the Capital dome on Sunday morning our numbers would grow, until at noon that four hundred would number nearly one hundred thousand.