Headed for Dystopia

 

 

Dystopia

Headed for Dystopia

When fascism is allowed to rise

And its proponents described

As a bunch of fine people

Then your Utopia is my dystopia

And we are heading for a dystopian society

 

When one man kills 60 in cold blood

And we have to search for a term to describe him

We are heading for dystopia

And when we go back to business as usual

The evening  after

We are heading for dystopia

 

When a 29-year-old mows down Innocent people

in the name of the caliphate

And thinks God is pleased

We are headed for dystopia

When a fifteen-year-old is suffering from schizophrenia

Before he has had a chance to live

We are headed to dystopia

 

When a minute to glitter on the silver screen

Is the carrot on the stick

The lure of well- dressed

well-heeled predators in palatial homes

With palatial reach, and political clout

We are headed for dystopia

 

When Hollywood hides predators

Behind its smoke and mirror shows

And becomes a cover for people without a core

When its producers with ease of conscience

Monetarily erase deviance

And are still allowed to score big

On international screens galore

We are headed for dystopia

 

When some states are equal

But others are more equal

And animal farm Is the white house’s Lawn

And opposing views castigated

As incendiary rhetoric

Then broken hearted we concede

We are in a dystopian society

 

When fascism is allowed to rise

And its proponents described

As a bunch of fine people

Then your Utopia is my dystopia

And we are heading for a dystopian society

 

When one man kills 60 in cold blood

And we have to search for a term to describe him

We are heading for dystopia

And when we go back to business as usual

The evening  after

We are heading for dystopia

 

When a 29-year-old mows down Innocent people

in the name of the caliphate

And thinks God is pleased

We are headed for dystopia

When a fifteen-year-old is suffering from schizophrenia

Before he has had a chance to live

We are headed to dystopia

 

When a minute to glitter on the silver screen

Is the carrot on the stick

The lure of well- dressed

well-heeled predators in palatial homes

With palatial reach, and political clout

We are headed for dystopia

 

When Hollywood hides predators

Behind its smoke and mirror shows

And becomes a cover for people without a core

When its producers with ease of conscience

Monetarily erase deviance

And are still allowed to score big

On international screens galore

We are headed for dystopia

 

When some states are equal

But others are more equal

And animal farm Is the white house’s Lawn

And opposing views castigated

As incendiary rhetoric

Then broken hearted we concede

We are in a dystopia

 

Being Thankful

Being ThankfulI am thankful for four months of blogging. I have learned so much from my fellow bloggers in this initial stage of the journey. At first I wanted to blog to support themes raised in my book Splendor from Ashes in which I tell of my journey from domestic violence. Now in addition, I enjoy blogging for its own sake; for the self revelation and the joy it brings to me.

To my Fellow bloggers and readers:

I cannot be fully me

Unless you are fully you

Yet I don’t think you’ll

Ever fully understand

How you’ve graced my life

 

Thank you

Ingrid Rizzolo- Splendor from Ashes

Royal Coupling and the Courage to love

 

Meagan Markle and Prince Harry Engaged

Royal Coupling and the Courage to Love

There is no universal definition of love but these two young people, Meagan Markle and Price Harry seem to have lost themselves or found themselves in each other from the look of things. It took courage for Meagan Markle to make the decision to love a royal. But then fear is the birthing place of courage for one can only become courageous when fear is present.

New BuckinghamPalace-e

Courage should not be equated with the absence of fear. I am sure they both have their fears; they would be ignorant no to.  It took courage for a black woman to set her sights on one of the inhabitants of the cold palatial walls of Buckingham palace. Similarly, for a royal to court a black woman was previously unheard of. unimaginable prior to now. For some this amounts to the breaking of a taboo.  (According to dictionary.com a taboo is a social or religious custom that prohibits or forbids a particular practice.) Some may even consider the relationship profane, while others like me consider it may consider it to be holy- a sign from the Heavens. What is apparent is that at 36 this divorcee, Megan Markle, summed up sufficient courage to step on stereotypes of all genres to claim a forbidden love.

prince-harry-meghan-markle at a game

It took a lot of courage on their behalf to choose to be each other/ to make this love choice. All of uswho have loved before are aware that it takes courage to love but we can appreciate it takes greater courage to love against huge divides. They have entered this relationship knowing their lives will no longer be the same. They would no longer be able to do what they want because of who she is now and will become and what she would come to represent.

Positions of Vulnerability and Couragemegahn and the press 2

Meanwhile the press and the enchanted crowd of witnesses like an evolving circus try to box them into certain expectations; reading and manipulating every nuance of their lives, and crucifying them for failing to live up to preconceived expectations of which they maybe unaware. I guess this is the burden of royal coupling. Last words to Megan and her prince, “Be strong and of A GOOD COURAGE”.

Ingrid Rizzolo author of Splendor from Ashes

 

 

 

 

 

A Cry of Spiritual Distress

 

 

I will like to share with you a poem from my book, Splendor from Ashes that depicts how domestic violence can also affect you that you may even experience something like a crisis of faith which is really a cry of distress. Eventually you hold onto faith with your last breath and is sufficient to empower the transformation of a seemingly hopeless situation. The poem ” The Fight of Faith” captures the experience of what that feels like.

The Fight of Faith 

 A woman without a city,

without a space,

a job, a home,

a man,

plummeting,

plummeting

to nothingness.

 

Choices of death,

choices of life

parade before her,

displaying their wares,

each tripping over the other

to make the stakes higher,

to outbid each other.

Wooing and courting,

they come in their finest,

in this market place of the perhaps lost.

 

Tantalizingly death parades before her,

crowding out the voice of her God,

of her church,

almost wiping from her

the faces of her children,

whose eyes caress her

even now

-as she stands in contemplation with

voluntary oaths of unconditional love.

 

This makes her shamed,

shamed by the thoughts that sabotage her mind—

a faithless woman

on the verge of bringing her God

to roll in the dust of slander and ridicule.

Goaded by the wicked, witchy fiend

whirling scalding curses at her,

biting and scratching, spitting fire,

damaging—triumphing?

No, never!

 

Splendor from Ashes: A Video

 

Splendor from Ashes evokes emotions that would become etched in your mind forever.  From the opening pages, with open vulnerability a woman takes you into her private spaces to intimate to you experiences of raw pain resulting from domestic violence. But ultimately the dust clears and the curtains roll back to unveil the irrepressible spirit of woman made strong by her many breakings. Ingrid Rizzolo chronicles this journey in easily relatable poems in her book Splendor from Ashes.

Splendor from Ashes by [Ingrid Rizzolo]

 

Splendor from Ashes : a spontaneous overflow of powerful emotions recollected in positional stillness. A must read. Available at Amazon.com

Video of Splendor from Ashehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ElTG_47hwwIs   

 

 

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Selected Identities

Those who think and those who create with words are the guardians of … Being (Letter on Humanism – Heidegger. Global Religious Vision, Vol. I/I, July 2000).

The poem “We Are”taken from my book Splendor from Ashes,was written from the perspective of a parent operating within the context of the valorization of certain supposedly positive identity markers. Perhaps for ease of existence or in an effort to clarify the world for themselves, there was the parallel occurrence of inferiorizing   and stereotyping of possessors of “negative identity markers”. Consequently, neat oversimplified classifications into ingroups and outgroups characterized the social order.  Should one accept these negative identity ascriptions, then intergroup relationships would flow “smoothly” and naturally in a taken-for-granted way.

Who benefits?

Who benefits from the maintenance of such simplistic and self-serving divides? Whose future and quality of life is under threat or is liable to be compromised by unquestioned acceptance of these ascriptions.  As a people who are given to mindful living, we need to probe beneath the surface realities of imputed identities for the existence of negative ascriptions that may subtly lock us and our children into discrimination and stigmatization.

Selected Identities

Naturally the in-group guards itself against out-group incursions into its ranks by covert sociological reasonings. One outcome is the release of an ‘us and them’ frequency in which identities of subservience are the ripple effects.  As a mindful people we must assess cultural meanings that come with imputed identities, make selections and refusals, and be prepared to war for our selected identities if need be. Why should we be content to live with the out-group status? In the context of the in-group/ out- group designations, in-group subcultures and ways of life are more privileged than others.  On this premise a path is lighted for the classified out-group to act in accordance with assigned stereotypical subtexts.

Again, an aware people must not accept this and as a collective, initiate a course of cultural rejection of the social order that coerces the out- group to act in expected/ designated ways that would empower them to catapult themselves as a group into a selected identity status.

Family reject stereotyping

I for one would not conform to these norms nor would I allow my children to internalize these social categorizations. These in-group/out-group dynamic structures where certain demographics are assigned subordinate and superordinate groups must not remain unchallenged.

The poem “We are” found in my book Splendor from Ashes, that follows, constitutes a rejection of negative cultural identities and their comparative reference points.

 

We Are (2004)

They are not statistics. They are flesh and blood; in fact they are

my beloved. I’ll slaughter you if you try to put them on that list. A

crazed bull, a sniper’s fire, a terrorist by night will be identifiably

tame by comparison if you touch my progeny. Don’t tell me who I

  1. Don’t tell them who they are. We are who we say we are. We are

not statistics on some eloquent politician’s tongue or mere figures

to be juggled on and off a “nuclear threat list”. We are not who you

force us to be by your fancy rules and your atrophied sociological

theories. We defy you and you and you—bold sucking, stereotyping,

witch-hunting theorists prostituting identities and futures to

your apathetic, lethargic, slothful psychology in your eagerness for

acclaim. We name ourselves, and we are whom we tell you we are,

and not what your forced-ripe theories label us to be.

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“Me too’

The #metoo trending on Twitter a few Sundays ago initiated a path to the overthrow of a system of subversive predatory acts of sexual violence and sexual harassment enacted on women’s bodies and psyches. If the hashtag was any indication, then millions of women on Twitter alone (and this may be only the tip of the iceberg) have been victims of sexual abuse or harassment. Contrary to what may have been previously believed sexual violence cannot be shrugged off as incidental acts, evil as they may be, but rather as part of an entrenched societal institution buttressed by money and power. The worrisome question is: What gives men the right to think they have ownership of and or unfettered access to women’s bodies?

Predator Beware

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We own our bodies” is the message women are transmitting to perpetrators of sexual violence. It may have been said before but now women adding a new frequency to their demand to be treated with dignity and respect as individuals and as not sex objects. Alisa Milano helped individual women to begin to say as she indicated – I have had enough. Milano uncorked the genie and women are not going back. They are fed up and are taking the battle to the predators. Like heroes, women stood up and somehow manufactured great courage and guts to reach beyond their pain to speak of their buried shame on that fateful Sunday evening. They offered their possible humiliation as a sacrifice to light the path for others. As a result, sexual predators who prey on vulnerable while hiding behind money and power began to be exposed for their villainy. Now like Prometheus women will not stop until this Zeus of abuse is overthrown and they rise unbound.

In this current course the onus is on the fine people of influence to rise in empathy with their fellow human beings and use their star power to speak out against sexual violence and harassment until this existing established system is undermined and completely eradicated from among us. We cannot allow voices now raised against this resident evil to be muffled neither can we return to positions of feigned ignorance. We must continue to speak out against these vexing issues that confront our mothers our daughters and our sisters.

By the author of Splendor from Ashes a spontaneous overflow of powerful                emotions recollected in positional stillness. A must read. Available                               at Amazon.com

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A Woman Made Strong

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Woman made strong

Splendor From Ashes evokes emotions that would become etched in one’s mind forever.  From the opening pages, with open vulnerability a woman takes you into private spaces to intimate to you experiences of raw pain resulting from domestic violence. But ultimately the dust clears and  the curtains roll back to unveil the irrepressible spirit of woman made strong by her many breakings. In Splendor from  Ashes,  a collection of easy relatable poems, Rizzolo captures her journey to  tenacity .

Splendor from Ashes a spontaneous overflow of powerful emotions recollected in positional stillness. A must read. Available at Amazon.com

https://www.linkedin.com/in/dr-ingrid-rizzolo-62827245/

@ingrid_rizzolo

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