Is it time for Open Gallows Humor re: Traitor Bush?

[stevietheman]

I mean... when you go to any common place, such as the grocery store, or barber shop, or other public place, begin openly "joking" about how Bush hates the Constitution and the people, and about how his days are numbered. I mean--being loud about it and being proud about it.

I've seen some posts that indicate that this is already going on. But should we now step this up and make it commonplace?

[Pam-Moby]

1. We go to small family type diners.

We have made it a habit of talking about this administration. When there are elderly people setting close by we talk about social security and how that the rupubs are trying to take it away. If they are a younger crowed with children we set and talk about health care. You can tell that people are listening to your conversation. Then we start talking about how most in NO are still homeless. My family has openly discussed what we talk about in public. It gets the message out without bashing. Now we can just add another one to the list (BREAKING THE LAW) and making comments about us bad Americans and the need to be wire tapped and monitored as if we were criminals or terrorists. A sad time in America.

[ewoden]

2. A whisper or a roar . . .

"The real satisfaction which praise can afford, is when what is repeated aloud agrees with the whispers of conscience, by showing us that we have not endeavored to deserve well in vain."
Johnson

Observance of customs and laws can very easily be a cloak for a lie so subtle that our fellow human beings are unable to detect it. It may help us to escape all criticism, we may even be able to deceive ourselves in the belief of our obvious righteousness. But deep down, below the surface of the average man's conscience, he hears a voice whispering, "There is something not right," no matter how much his rightness is supported by public opinion or by the moral code.
Carl G. Jung, in the introduction to Frances G. Wickes' "Analysis der Kinderseele" (The Inner World of Childhood), 1931