I get busy, raising kids, going to school, working, and watching with horripilation as the as the stock market, housing prices, and the economy plunge the foundation of my life down to Cocytus. So its been a while since I posted anything. I imagine myself now swimming in Cocytus, that bottomless frozen sea, constrained by the giants on the rim of Malebolge, waiting for the next shoe to drop. Cocytus is a special place. Traitors, as distinguished from the “merely” fraudulent in that their acts, are frozen here. This betrayal is not the type we associate with the selling of national secrets, or merely being a liberal in a nation that the minority defines as Conservative. To be frozen on Cocytus involves betraying one in a special relationship to the betrayer.
This is the type of betrayal that occurs when a government that rules by consent of the governed leads through lies and legislates through obfuscation. President George W. Bush has a special ice cube reserved in Cocytus, surround by his entire administration, and the Conservative House and Senate. Democrats have a place here to; Pelosi, Steny Hoyer, and every Democrat that promised to do all it took to end the Iraq War and stop the Presidential Rampage through the Constitution. Even Obama, that man of hope who voted recently to approve the FISA bill’s anti-constitutional provisions, has a place here for betrayal.
We are here, also, we citizens. Even the defense of “Don’t blame me I voted for Gore” doesn’t keep us out. We provide the foundation for our government with our consent and we are the real source of government power. When the President told 935 lies to take us to war, we did not investigate, we surrendered to promised safety. When the President declared we would be an “Ownership Society” and all become rich as Croesus because housing prices would go up forever, we accepted the bribe and never asked how we would get endless wealth and what we would pay for it.
We all get busy with this or that detail of our lives and forget that tyranny is created by compliance. We exchange our freedom for trinkets and toys brought to us by Consumerism. Due diligence falls to bread and circuses. We all swim in Cocytus and worry that we are not at the bottom yet, and that Dante forget a lower circle reserved for the compliant.
