As artists we constantly look at the world, we observe the good and the bad. Recently I have observed the leaders of my country fail those they swore to serve.
How it makes me feel is almost too much to put into words. Real consequences have come about from the shut down of the United States Government, and I worry whats next for the country I call home, or the hopes I have for the future.
For an everyday occupation I'm one of those clerks who check out your groceries at a grocery store, and at times I have been ashamed I couldn't do better, but thankful I had a job. People do look down on me and think I must have been a stupid person to be employed as such, or others do not look at me at all.
I have come to conclusion that large groups of political leaders do not and will not see me, or worse people like me. We are the lost generation, promised the idea of a life filled with possibilities, and now we are a nation without hope.
What has happened to us? Now we are the poor who work and still cannot survive? What happens when colleges become emptier because enrollment is down, as education becomes a privilege of the wealthier? And businesses won't hire and lay-off workers to save from paying into a new healthcare law.
I've swept away tears from my eyes when my life comes down hard on my shoulders, but I know so many carry the same burden with me. So I now I take my pain and put it aside, as I see it reflected in all of us who have suffered long before this idiotic government closing.
Simply I fall back to what I know, to the artists I call upon you to use your creative power to express what you feel, to inspire and give hope, to spark change. The government may not be united, but as one people for change, we are.