This relates to the previous post about Mark Morford’s Friday column and came to me while I was trying to respond to my old West Texas high-school buddy’s comments. Just for fun, here is where I think the field is moving:

The perceived strength of the planet-eating fascist Xian loonies is essentially an illusion. While they control our government and can still inflict great evil on the world, their embracing of the apocalyptic archetype that resonates in all of us creates the power. It’s like a great naked beast, wallowing in the pit, trying to drag the world in with it: fight the thing directly, in you go!

Realizing this equals liberation. There has to be a third way, then, besides becoming an enemy of the state or poking out your eyes. No, I don’t know what it is, I’m just another idiot, but I know it’s not to buy the madness or the farm. Is this a great state of being, or what?

Hot damn, I think I’ll go get myself a little snack.