The Death and Ascension of Calvin C.

About the Book

The things we know are often the hardest to speak of or listen to in the din of our preconceptions. Reason and clarity vanish in the dark unease of the known, as much as of the unknown, and so we are driven to myth which we accept as authority. When power claims certainty the people are subject to rule whether or not the certainty is true, and so the lie is a closed circuit encompassing all, in whose matrix there is no reality.

How else could we suffer the vacuous urtication of American politics and its pretense of democracy?

Democracy is at best an experiment - begun cynically at that - which did not draw its shade over mothers and wives and daughters, or slaves and indigenous people and the very poor. The men who beat and abused them could vote, but not they. The men who worked them into the ground, bought and sold them, outlawed their education and denied them worship could vote, but not they.

The privileged and corpulent, the keepers of convention, the wisest and most honorable have sat upon the chair of justice with its phantom limb called Democracy, less mindful of its strengths than of the vulnerabilities of the three-legged throne.

About the Author

The author lives and works near his grandchildren who will inherit the world we give them.