A Passenger


It is what it is.

Quote of the decade.  And I really hate it.

The shoulder shrug of words.

I don’t care what your worship.  It doesn’t matter.

You could worship Trump or Clinton or Obama or Rand Paul.

You could worship any of the gods that are available to you.

You could worship corporations.  You could worship Wal-Mart or you could prefer small business.

You could worship the Kardashians.

You could worship Susan Sarandon or Bernie Sanders or Sean Hannity.

We are all simply passengers on this train going the exact opposite direction it needs to go.

You could worship pain killers or alcohol or opiates.

Everything above is a distraction.  Everything makes you a passenger.  You are on a train.  You are not controlling the direction.  We have given up control of everything.

It is what it is.

And we all let it be.

By idolizing the crazy.

This train is a service train.  Let’s be realistic about that.  Really a conversation I had with my daughter moments ago.  We live in a service economy.

The jobs that are available are jobs that serve.

Fast food.

Logistics.

Sales.

There is no climbing the corporate ladder.  That was the 80’s.  Everything is different now.

My mom had a skill.  She could type really fast.  She still can.  That put her foot in the door for a better career.  Nearly 40 years ago.

I find it hard to communicate the struggles of the average worker these days.  The mentality has changed.  If you got in, congratulations.

Here’s the thing.  I hate the phrase “it is what it is” because it’s not.  We have merely accepted “it” and we are not willing to fight.  And now my children have to struggle with “it” and not push forward.

It’s a strange time to have adult children.  To try and encourage them to be their best.  To push for the their future.

Let’s face it.  We have been passengers allowing those in charge to take us the wrong direction for way to long.  We didn’t even fight.

Democrat and Republican.  They both did us in.

My kids struggle to find hope.  And I understand, because hope is the crack cocaine of the mind.  But we need hope.  We need to feel there is a future.

All of us.

We’ve been passengers for all too long.  We are not making America great again.  We are torturing the impoverished.  Blatantly.  We are actually going backwards in this socioeconomic world we live in.

We are all just passengers watching the elite and wealthy taking us on a torturous journey.  Exporting jobs and taking tax breaks.

Trickle down is not real.  It’s a disguise.  It’s blatant welfare which helps the wealthy.

This is the beginning of “what do I tell my kids?”

How do I encourage them?

Late night talk show hosts like to make light of millennials, but I see a different issue. This is not about being lazy.  This is about hope.

So let’s name the train “Hope” and believe the directions is correct.  Because it’s been going the wrong direction for way too many years.  And there aren’t too many people trying to right the ship.

It is what it is.

And it is going the wrong direction.

But this train won’t be turned around anytime soon.  Because we are all just passengers watching the Kardashian scenery instead of participating.

We are all just looking out the window.

Somebody needs to overthrow the engineer.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s