Yes, Reality Sucks

Posted: December 6, 2021 in change, creative writing, Everyday Life, free verse, Life, love, poem, poetry, politics, reality, Sixties, writing
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Now that I have finished with my Texas political review, I will tread ahead and continue lightening the weight. Remember? I believe in always going forward and leaving the closed minds and ignorant behind. I left the 1950’s years ago. If people in 2021, the 21st century, find comfort in the 1950’s, so be it. Black and white television, called TV at that time, was simple and even capable of being repaired by a local radio and TV shop. And they really needed repaired often. But even freshly repaired, Lucy’s red hair was never seen as red, only imagined. In that time, many things imagined were believed true.

It was imagined, because it was on TV, that ladies fixed dinner in party dresses and high heels (They DIDN’T),  everyone was able to vote (They COULDN’T), the U.S. always won wars(NOT anymore) and the Christmas trees were always filled with electric trains, talking dolls saying only “Mama” and Red Ryder B.B. guns(Only in their IMAGINATION). The 1950’s are when Americans learned to imagine their own false realities.

Wishing for and imagining their own reality continued into the 1960’s. But in about 1963, actual true reality, the way things really were, began to be seen. Most saw and realized that a President could be assasinated, Black civil rights protesters marched and we saw them broken up by fire hoses and billy clubs and the boys that were under that Christmas tree in the 1950’s were now drafted, handed M16s and setting under rain wet jungles, fighting a questioned war. Imagining our make-believe reality in a Leave It To Beaver and Lassy world didn’t seem so real any more. Some of us learned and accepted this TRUE reality that was going on all around us but many, perhaps for a while most, never did. They liked their imagined reality and they were going to keep it. Even if colored TV now showed them a little more truth and actual reality in “living color”. But because so many still thought the life that they enjoyed were in the 1950’s, they wanted that imagined world back. And the way to get the 50’s back was to change true reality by using lies and questionable politics.

Thus began the 80’s. And for the next 40 years the “Imagining our own 1950’s reality”political party hammered their way through their political convention platforms, destroying labor unions, reversing civil rights, reversing free choice, any 1960’s and 70’s legislation, whether it was supported by the majority of their party at the time or not.

Thus, here  we find ourselves. Stuck by an opposing party that now, having practically run out of any more lies trying to recreate their 1950’s world, frozen, unable to legislate  with a more progressive counterpart. Refusing to vote on even the most nonpartisan duty as paying their own fiscal bills. 

Well, the 1950’s aren’t going to happen again.

The world you saw back then may not of even been. It was only being projected by “make believe” people on a very “make believe” and crude electronic screen. My 1950’s was in a sawed board house with no indoor plumbing, small country school and we had no TV screen. I learned at a very young age that things should be better. People need not live like this. We, at a very young age, perhaps learned to recognize life’s true realities sooner and never wanted to return to the 1950’s again. We wanted a better FUTURE not past, we wanted a life that  makes things better for our families and the families of others and we voted and supported the politics that saw true realities. Life is a rock and we don’t need those that make it harder or have no VISION for that less hard rock. We do not need any of those that only see life in a mis-believed fairytale reality while poverty, poor health, poor shelter and lies dominates. Yes realities sometime suck but it is much better than lies and stagnation. 



  1. Yes! So true! Right on, E! I agree! An excellent, important, needed write! Thank you for writing this and sharing it!
    As my history-buff kiddo has been saying since she was a little girl (she’s 36 now), “The ‘good old days’ were not so good.”
    Four years ago, I met an African American lady and her grandson. They had traveled by car from New York (their home) all the way to southern California and were on their way back home again. Just meant to be a fun road trip. She told me the people in the Western USA had been very nice to them…but, people were not so nice in another region of the country. 😦 I said I was so sorry to hear that. Then I said, “Sadly, as a country, I think we are going backwards in some respects. And it makes me sad and scared.” She agreed with me. We had a wonderful conversation and we parted with a warm hug.
    (((HUGS))) 🙂

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    • Unfortunately the only thing in the 1950’s that they forget, is the polio vaccines that have saved millions of Americans from deaths or crippling handicaps.

      Best but not the only illustration of how the 50’s were is the movie “Pleasantville” and the awakening the towns people experienced. That movie was much much more deep than it looks on the surface.

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      • Yes, that is so unfortunate…sad…angering. And I can’t understand it. 😦
        We have a dear older friend who died recently (in his late 70’s) who had polio as a child and had problems the rest of his life related to that. 😦


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