Dear Humanism

Dear post-9/11 Terrorist:</p><p>Thanks for the Michael Moore footage--the cry against the shock and awe of four more years in the Oval Office. Confirmed is secrecy in the brightest room of the world: never more than 'the secret domain of feces' as what psychoanalysis designates not so very different from the prototype in a millionaire's bathroom. Perhaps is he an honest soothsayer though he too is a millionaire?</p><p>There are people people who are sick at the cocksureness of a cowboy President assimilating the moralizing posture of trust. It strikes you without warning on the back of the head: the inward nausea the obtuse feeling about the inhuman character of 'American optimism' that kills. The point is not the cry against particular individuals not even the President the sworn-in killer: but the whole climate that makes us dancing to its tune. Now virtually everyone is a post-9/11 terrorist which America must live optimistically.</p><p>I have been a part of it too either without or with fully knowing it to the same degree that everyone is thinking and believing that I am different and no part of it. I am not exactly the dream of an existence without shame.</p><p>If you are disillusioned and discharged by the latest political drama; its object unleashed in Christian anger of righteousness to the cathartic effect of the 9/11 terror if you think you are the only pebble unsunned in the beach do not wait. You will be picked up no sooner than the philanthropic emotion dries up: hence the call of <I>Dear Humanism</I>.</p>