Tuesday, July 23, 2013

A Dismal Future Unless We Are Very Careful. Dwink of Water.



                                Water: Mommy, can I have another 'dwink' of water?
                                              by Mark William Darus.

                                  Part One. A start on a Mothers fight.

                    
                         A small daughter of our Tiny Blue Marble lovingly looks up at its mother. Mother and daughter, eyes locked in complete serenity, the childs peaceful voice asks, "mummy, can I have another dwink of water?"

                         The dirtied haired mother looks down at her child, startled, somewhat frightened. Mothers face muscles tighten fast.  Her mind is shooting like a freight train without functioning brakes, scrambling, tortured, hurting. She looks around their flat and  its barren, crumbling walls, broken screen windows allowing flies to soar in. She thinks quickly, as fast as she can, milliseconds elapsing. Thinking: I can do this for her! I just have to cut 10 volts of electricity over the next ten days. Yeah! I can do this. Her face loosened to more calm continence.

                     "Excuse me a moment, my darling," She turned her back to a daughters loving eyes looking toward her.

                     The child, sleepy after a great day of adventure. Memories of breakfast with mum giving her cereal and fatty bacon. Getting dressed.  Mother pointing out bird songs from the forest, they sounded so sweet to me,  as we walked to Kinder School. Running freely about the neighborhood with friends after school before seeing Mum after she returns from work for hugs and gentle kisses to me.

                     This child and her friends held many things in common. Filthy hair and faces hugely pimpled far beyond their years. All of them under the age of 9, living not in some third world country. They were new kids in America.

                      Reaching the kitchen, the mother looks at her Nestlaide 2100 Water Carrying Device, service number N2100WCD07261962, and slowly lowers a decades old Dixie Cup to its nipple. Looking at its display, she presses the 2oz send button to fill it.

             A raspy, electrically crackling female voice speaks from the unit: "Tha-ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ-TEE-nk your for choosing Nestle!" As warm as a Siberian Winter in February.

             Precious cup filled, the mother walks tenderly to the closet that is her childs bedroom . Never wanting to spill the tiniest of drops from its vastly over used frame, she moves ever so cautiously with purpose. Her mind meanders to better times, simpler times, when all she had to do was put her nipple to her babies mouth to sustain it. She blows that off and concentrates on the task at hand.

             Taking the battered Dixie Cup, gently lowering it to her childs tender pink lips, mating rim to mouth, its small quantity runs.

             As its aqua  volume ceases, the childs mouth is opened wide, like that of a baby bird expecting more worm food. Mother taps her slender finger on the cups rim repeatedly til every drop to reach her childs tongue.

             Mother thinks, how did we come to this?

             >Author Intrusion< Considering these things in history: When I was a high school student, I knew many grocery store workers that made over 10 dollars an hour. Granted, the Reagan administration killed them at around the same time as the Air Traffic Controllers Union. Interesting point in history.  Capitalism is a plague across our globe. It is also a failed system, and if it were not so, why did the American people have to bail out the, errr, our own, banks?  Come on! How fucked up is that? Yeah, let's each and every one of us give our tax dollars for these pricks to raise our interest rates.

                    This is merely part one of a mother trying to keep her daughter alive in a world we WILL see sooner than we think.


                               My film: Water.
Thank you for taking the time.
 
The only dead soul is one that stops learning.
MWD07222013
 
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2 comments:

  1. Mark, You have a great talent for writing. Truly you do...your story is very captivating. When reading..the ability to make the reader BE THERE alive and present is a great gift. Keep up the good work... I think where the political fits in? I have my differences...why is Reagan to blame...HE did NOT bail our the banks..The banks should have been allowed to go under and re establish. Have to know that people were getting house loans with NO PROOF of WORK...NO PROOF of anything...THE BANG happened and millions lost their homes...that was wrong...that was Chris Dodd, Barney Frank, Maxine Waters .they pushed and pushed as they controlled congress. THAT sent the nation in a death spiral.... People just assume the DEMS are the good guys. when point in fact is ALL 3 of them made a VAST FORTUNE FROM THE BANKS THAT THEY MADE DO THOSE LOANS............My Heart aches to read of a child not having even water...thing is. sooner than later we will ALL be in that position. Rationing will be the name of the game... EDUCATION is the KEY to unlock the door too... so many people who suffer in distress as in this story.THEY hunger and thrist for that.. IT JUST IS.A society that ignores its truly poor is doom to fall...but a people who do NOTHING to aid themselves are dooming themselves as well. I am angry that 'school choice' was taken away by Obama...School Vouchers were such an invaluable aid to so many disadvantaged youngsters...ITS GONE...things have worsened...Kids need solid family love..at least from one parent if not two.. THIS is the buiding block. Essential to a childs growth, well being and education. God needs to be placed in the home...I am distressed people live as they do, due to NO JOBS...min monies etc...My husband at one time in our marriage made 2.50 an hour in a machine shop when he injured himself as a dock worker at a trucking company..he took what he could get...he was 25 and the father of 2 kids... I had to care for the kids and NOT work as someone had to watch them...do you see that NOT ALL of US are handed what we have? He also began to work at age 11 in the corner grocery store.. a small spot . the old man and woman needed a cheap stocker of shelfs.. He was told by his dad...'you want a car? don't look to me' so he and his brother set out and each worked while going to school..found a cheap Ford and began to strip the engine and build the sucker...He was 15 Frank was 16...I could go on..It is as you said previous...that in many instances it is far easier to collect money from the govt Live a sorta decent life and skip working...that is marxism..depending on the govt for existence...Social Security? Thats been drained...and my gen says we worked our keesters off and now pay up...we paid many many dollars. just as YOU are now..Any form of socialst govt that has as its goal to equalize? IS one in which ALL incentive to achieve is taken away to the LOSS of the human person.AND his dignity..Just my meanderings....an uneducated populace is a lost one.

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  2. Thank you for your comment. I appreciate it.
    "why is Reagan to blame..." I blame Reagan for busting the Grocery Store Workers Union as well and the Air Traffic Controllers Union. I didn't mean to imply he had anything to do with the bank, auto or airline bailouts.
    Thanks again.
    MWD

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