Borders
We crossed the border today at Columbia. The Columbia bridge is a little out of the way, so it is often a preferred point of crossing because of the reduced traffic at that border crossing. We had to wait about 45 minutes for the relatively small line of cars to be serviced by the relatively few guards guarding the American border. Since it was the Holidays, almost every car was packed. It seemed like almost all of the cars had those extra carrier shells on the top. The ones that didn't, had those extensions off of their trailor hitch that gave their SUV or pickup truck even more carrying capacity. They were all loaded down with children, and grandmothers, and toys from Christmas.
We all waited patiently.
We all waited as the guards guarded.
We all waited to cross the border.
We might have drugs.
Or, we might have gifts.
We might have Tequila.
Or we might have fruit.
We might have crossed so many times,
that we are now suspected of doing any or all of the above.
But while we waited,
We noticed large trucks racing by us in their truck lane.
In fact, some poor ignorants got into their lane,
And they were all turned around
And made to go to the end of the line.
It was as if some kindergarden children
had cut in line in the cafeteria,
and the teacher had to reprimand them.
I felt nothing but compassion for those folks.
Why do Corporations get to act as if Borders do not exist
And we mere mortals wait in line?
This whole idea of Borders has a long history
and a rather silly reason for existing in the present.
Borders are used to perpetuate a rather stubborn Myth
that should be reexamined.
Oh sure, you can say that they will come and take our jobs.
But they don't have to come here to take our jobs.
They take our jobs living where they are.
Oh sure, you can say that they will come and steal our services,
But, in reality, they come and provide our services.
My great joy is crossing from the US into Mexico. When I have my visa in order and my car permiso in place, I can drive into Mexico without stopping at the border at all. That gives me the liberating feeling that I am a Citizen of the Earth.
For in fact I am.
As are you.
As are we all.
posted by oZ @ 11:11 PM
4 Comments:
I am suggesting that we expand our communal sense of self to include all the variations of humankind, not just those who happen to live inside the lines of an archaic and historically troublesome georgraphic state; hence, the name earthfamilyalpha.
Humans need to identify with their tribe. This kind of one worldism is against our nature, and is beyond our capabilities.
I am suggesting, as Bucky Fuller did, that we go beyond these concepts, and see ourselves, all of us, as shipmates on spaceship earth. This is just a baby step beyond our present capabilities.
borders should be like they are in Europe, or for that matter like they are between States.
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