Hole in One

I got emotional today about not being more directly involved with the peace movement. I didn’t go today to protest Bush in Phoenix because I needed to go sign up for an InDesign course at Pima College. But I did get a vision of someone swinging back at George as he played golf at the Country Club where he was going to be today before he went to the Luke Air force base to give a pep talk about the war in Iraq.

Wayne and I got an image of an larger-than-life golfer on top of the White House. He is using his driver to hit a shrunken head golf ball of George W. (warmonger) Bush out of the White House and then using the putter to putt him back to his ranch in Crawford. Now wouldn’t that be a hole in one!

So I have to let go of not being in the hot media places in the world and be glad I’m in my body and have time to use my mind in free space ways. Also, I have to stop kicking myself that I didn’t go to Camp Casey and bought a TV set with the money I would have spent going to Texas for a few days. It was the first time I’ve bought a TV set. I hope this wasn’t a sign that I am selling out to the couch potato crowd who would rather watch protests on TV rather than being there living it.

Buying a TV these days is a real class issue. The LEDs and Plasma TVs are fantastic! They make the TV world look so real. The TV’s sets I could afford were in a different class. I realized that the upper-middle class actually sees the TV world differently that the lower classes who are stuck with regular TV sets. They see a more crystal clear images, or do they?

Not going to Camp Casey was an opportunity that will not happened again. I missed Lee’s call before he left on Sunday to return for the final days of the camp. So I didn’t get a chance to give him my letter and anti-war images I was going to give him to give to Cindy. In desperation that my letter missed being hand delivered, I wrote all the organization associated with her: Code Pink, Gold Star Families for Peace, MeetwithCindy.org hopes that someone would send me her mailing address. So far, no one has contacted me. She is so famous and important now; I might not be able to send her the images without them getting lost in the millions of messages sent to her.

It hurts deeply that I created these counter recruitment images and I don’t have a way to get them out to the public. My work goes unused. What a personal tragedy for us.