I am not a stupid person. At 6 I figured out that man-made pollution sucks.**
At 14, that racism, absurd income disparities & un-earned privilege/entitlement, suck
(Also, that some marriages will not survive; cannot, should not, MUST not)
At 17 or thereabouts, that human overpopulation is likely the root of most problems on Planet Earth.
At 18 or so, that capitalism sucks
& white people’s treatment of aboriginal people in North America was/is/has always been sick & unconscionable.
Consumerism/materialism have always failed to engage my interest.
It took me decades, I’ll admit, to nail the underlying scourge of patriarchy.
(How I’d love to nail it now! Lots & lots & lots of nails!!)
So many decades, I’m embarrassed to admit
to grasp that our governments (& corporations) are corrupt
so utterly utterly utterly corrupt-corrupted-amoral, somewhere out beyond the pale
(probably always have been)
that there isn’t even the vaguest, faintest prospect whatsoever of “straightening things out”
& all our systems?
family religious educational political legal health care social justice
(have I missed any?)
broken beyond repair.
Long long long since broken beyond repair.
I am not a stupid person.
A stupid woman.
Though for a variety of (stupid) reasons
I’ve beaten myself up for decades, believing myself to be.
(Patriarchy sucks, as I've been known to say.)
I have been, it is true & I’ll admit, naïve
& far far far too trusting
Too often, & for far too long.
Life has knocked me down, a time or two, in a variety of ways.
But you know?
I’m still not stupid.
I never was!
& I can see, or shall we say sense what’s coming.
(I haven’t any blinders on)
For our species
Down the road
& I must say
I must say to you
it does not look very pretty.
But then, I doubt you heard that here first.
** when I was 6, we were told in my small town (west of Montreal, Quebec) that we could no longer swim in the lake we lived on because it was polluted. I had to stop swimming in the lake!
* at 14, a formative trip to Barbados changed my view of the world forever (& also, my parents, to my great relief, finally split up for good). It was very very clear to me by then that having money & a big house & belonging to the yacht & golf & country clubs was certainly no guarantee of happiness.
* at 17, a friend & I yakked endlessly about things & decided that the world having too many people was probably at the root of the Earth's problems
* at 18 or so I took humanities courses in CEGEP (community college, basically) that helped me see that capitalism is not all it's cracked up to be. (Heh heh. Good image. Cracked, indeed!)
* & I learned there/then, too, about the scandal of the way white people have treated native peoples in North America ever since Columbus "discovered" America 500 years ago.