{"id":12756,"date":"2009-03-22T11:00:11","date_gmt":"2009-03-22T16:00:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/planetwaves.net\/news\/?p=12756"},"modified":"2009-03-22T10:29:16","modified_gmt":"2009-03-22T15:29:16","slug":"media-manufactured-outrage-on-bailout","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/planetwaves.net\/news\/daily-astrology\/media-manufactured-outrage-on-bailout\/","title":{"rendered":"When Outrage Becomes More Important than the Crime"},"content":{"rendered":"

Dear Friend and Reader:<\/p>\n

\u0412\u00a0There’s a lot going on to be pretty crazy mad about: economics, foreign policy, the environment. Not only now, but over the last year, the last eight years, hell, the last thirty or forty years. As I was writing “Blowing the Roof Off the House of Cards,”<\/a> it dawned that I was coming close to self-parody. In writing about manufactured outrage, I was naming the outrage a distraction from the true crimes being committed in the name of saving our economy. Yet, there I was writing to encourage outrage about manufactured outrage. I must have been channeling the editorial board at The Onion.<\/p>\n

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Just what is the manufactured outrage about? Why are we so drawn to it? Did it begin with Clinton, followed by eight years of Cheney-Bush. Since Neptune entered Aquarius nearly ten years ago, it seems so. Now night after night, we watch and listen to news about the latest bailout scandal at AIG, served up with a pinch of blame, a scoop of moral indignation, a cup of schadenfreude<\/em>, served on a platter of outrage. We have come to expect outrage to accompany and maybe even replace thinking.\u0412\u00a0The problem is who is really thinking these thoughts? Are they our true thoughts and feelings? Are they being created for us so we don’t have to do either?\u0412\u00a0<\/p>\n

Media-manufactured outrage is a way for us to remain passive and unproductive because it gives us a false impression that we’re expending energy doing something. We’re not. We’re just getting angrier. Something is being played here and its not violins.<\/p>\n

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If we hold steady in our enchantment with the outrage and fear generated over this financial crisis, we’re no closer to the truth of why it happened or finding solutions native to our authentic selves and our real needs.\u0412\u00a0We’re grinding the gears to fuel our day and our thinking. \u0412\u00a0We’re still spinning and not going anywhere.\u0412\u00a0We will continually fight with each other while the actual national Treasury and our real treasure — our juicy and playful creativity, and subsequently our resourcefulness, gets drained dry.\u0412\u00a0And that could be the real crime.<\/p>\n

The heart of our current political and economic crisis swirls around money, security and wealth, also known as abundance. Venus, the planet of love and money, is going retrograde in Aries until roughly after we’ve filed our federal and state taxes. It’s a good time to ask:\u0412\u00a0 What is money to you? In fact, just what do you value?<\/p>\n

Everyone has a different story about money. For most, it gives shelter, food,\u0412\u00a0 something to wear, and let’s hope enough to maintain your health. For some money is a form of power in the world. That power manifests in money’s ability to fill the gaps, the pieces missing. For others, it creates a hole that can never be filled with what money can buy.<\/p>\n

What is it that you value? A house? A car? A good date? The right color paint for your house? Enough gas for your car? The right clothes and makeup to attract the right mate?\u0412\u00a0Do your current values match what you have earned or possess? How much do you actually need? Are you finding that what you’ve got now is less than you need, value or deserve? How does that make you feel? \u0412\u00a0<\/p>\n

There was a point in my life where I thought having the perfect pair of shoes (cultural pun not intended) would grant me sexual attractiveness, the right turn of the ankle, the perfect hemline that would add the illusion of length to my legs. The works. I ached for the surface of attractiveness but not the soul. Those pairs of shoes I longed for, most of them hurt my feet, and none of them brought me to me. I learned as I got older that my sacrum was far more important than my hemline; that I valued my knees because without them I couldn’t dance, and if I couldn’t dance, my soul would wither.\u0412\u00a0It took getting past worrying about the appearance of inadequacy to understand that ‘adequate’ means alive to my<\/em> life.<\/p>\n

Don’t mistake this piece as an excuse for the shenanigans. Ohh, they’re there alright, and there have been crimes committed. The onus falls on We the People to put the fax line at our Congressperson’s office to good use, and from there continue to build and re-build our lives. The point is we don’t have to keep spinning our wheels in anger as much as the news — which I hope you know is suspect — would want you to.\u0412\u00a0Anger can be a clarifying tool. Habitual anger and outrage, too easily manufactured, becomes an addiction and a distraction from getting to the bottom of the crimes committed at the top.<\/p>\n

The taxes we pay go to the salaries of our elected leaders and the bonuses of those financial predators at AIG, Bank of America, Merrill Lynch and a long line of others. In reality, we’re the boss. Everyone else in this scenario needs to fess up to their mistakes like big kids and move on to fix them. That’s what we’re paying them for, and they better get to work at it like right bleeping now.<\/p>\n

In the meantime, I need a way to work off this anger, so\u0412\u00a0I’m going to dance class.<\/p>\n

Yours & truly,<\/p>\n

Fe Bongolan
\nSan Francisco<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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