Furupuru

There's this huge river going straight throgh me. I don't know how else to describe it...it's like it was alwas there, washing me out, bringing me new things, new emotions, bt never before did i realize just how huge this thing really was... here in town there's this river, and just about every late spring to early summer it floods like nobody's business, just a righteous overflow of new, pure water.  It seems like that's what's going through me. Except the river in town is always turbulent on the surface, it splashes and crashes its way down through its little channels, knocking over trees in its remembered boundless freedom. The trees alwa

     Anyone who was alive and thinking at the time clearly remembers the sixties. That decade was one of the truly great examples of the exercising of power by the American people in the twentieth century. For perhaps the first time, the American people, especially those young people coming of age at that time, were truly questioning themselves and their government in reasonable and relatively enlightened terms. They noticed discrepancies of all kinds, especially discrepancies between promises made and promises kept, and they began to demand the fulfillment of those promises. Now, however, I wonder if anyone of my generation will clearly reme

      Since the time the United States cemented itself into a nation, it has claimed to be the shining paragon of justice and equality.  For maybe a century, this lovely, idealistic claim might actually have been true.  At some point after the end of the nineteenth century, however, the bright colors of American justice and equality began to fade.  For over a hundred years, the US government has allowed itself to be controlled not so much by the people it represents, but mainly by the large corporations who paid them.  In other words, the rich often decided who made the choices in office.  Today it is well known that many politicians can be '