Screwminations of N.C. (Trying to make sense of it all)

 While I did grow up in North Carolina, I found respite for a brief time in the wonderful city of Columbia, South Carolina.  When my tenure came to an end, I was thrust back into military life now which defines most of the Carolinas.  I survived for a year but searched for another living destination more appropriate for musical productivity.  My move to  "Cowtown," (Columbus, Ohio) was inspired by a pattern by the late Dr. John Emche.  Dr. Emche was the Director of Jazz Studies and my cooperating professor, while I completed a masters degree in jazz and commercial music at USC.  After graduating from UNC-Chapel Hill with a music education degree, I was awarded a GTA in this jazz program.  It financed my secondary college education.  It has taken many years fully to understand "jazz life" is fleeting.  Columbia was a haven for jazz.  It was an enclave of warmth and creativity, and the jazz music scene was rich nurtured by the presence of a young saxophonist, Chris Potter.  Traditionally it would be the other way around; the local jazz did influence Chris.  A strong presentation of Bebop from the Terry Rosen group, featuring Johnny Helms, Teddy Linder, and Frank DuVall was ferocious.  These musicians loved jazz, and they transformed Pugs at Five Points into the jazz club of the city.  I spent many evenings in this below the sidewalk bar, and it smelled like beer and cigarettes.  The jazz spirit was strong and loving, and I learned much.  When it came time to leave, I went through severe jazz withdrawal.  This phenomenon is common, and is why jazz disappeared from American consciousness.  Jazz cannot exist of itself.  It must have a support system.  When that support system wanes or disappears completely, jazz will follow.  I am in the throes of trying to discover the appropriate American music which is independent and self-sustaining.  This means the feeling of this music will be an innate part of current American consciousness.  Currently this music does not exist.  The intellect of American folks no longer has the ability to process complex issues.  Is it because we are more stupid?  Is it because we don't care about such issues?  Is it because our brain and its ability to synthesize complex thought has regressed in function?  Have we devolved as a species?  If one looks at the current "Conditions of America," it is clear America, or at least the folk quorum of America, seems not capable of such thought.  Is it possible the potential of the human mind genetically has been altered?  Considering genetically altered foods have become standard without our consent, and Monsanto was sold to the Chinese, we have no idea what we are eating.  People concur the sabotage of our food system is one root of our problems.  How has this happened?  The answer is the same for most of our problems as a nation, and it is the absence of oversight and regulation.  The private sector of America has proven they cannot be trusted with the health of the nation.  Government oversight is required.  We must have regulatory agencies to canvas and police corporate America.  Slowly over the last two decades this oversight has been minimized by an overt lobby on Washingtonian elected officials.  Deep pockets set up shop in our nation's capital and wine and dine naive politicians coercing them into passing legislation to favor their profits no matter what the cost to human health.  The health of the human species and the planet eart now are at risk.  This cavalier behavior by industry is incomprehensible, and Donald Trump is proving mental illness is a viable and volatile American weakness.  It has reached a level where psychosis is being made to appear normal for political gain.  This is called "gaslighting."  Much of this sentiment can be understood by watching one Hollywood film.  The movie is "The Campaign."   It is a 2012 political satire based on the fourteenth Congressional district of my home state, North Carolina.  District 14 is the district of my home.  Because I opted out of the North Carolina experience soon after college, I missed some of the carnage of the metamorphosis of Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde.  When I lived in Chapel Hill for four years as a music student at UNC, then Governor Jim Hunt ran a tight state  Before I arrived at UNC, Chapel Hill held a record for the most beer consumed in the United States.  Jim Hunt changed that statistic with one stroke of his pen.  "DUI," driving under the influence, became "DWI," driving while impaired, and if you were caught it was a mandatory two nights in jail plus the loss of your license.  The same was true for passing a stopped school bus.  If you were caught, you lost your license.  The "P.C." climate of America, whence it came nobody knows, prevents us from governing ourselves in the most primitive of hazardous situations.  Still we are driving while texting.  America cannot even tell herself what kind of mask to wear during a pandemic.  The political climate of North Carolina capsulized in the film "The Campaign," has become truth.  It seems too rude, offensive, and over-the-top to be true, but this methodology won Donald Trump the White House.  North Carolina has become a big, fat, compliant whore, and although Governor Roy Cooper has a heart, his "Good Old Boy" genes render him incapable of fighting the Republican Machine.  The Chinese own Chemours.  DuPont changed the name of the disease causing, 3M manufactured chemical and sold its Teflon unit to China.  It is called Chemours, and it is in Cumberland County, District 14 about which is this political parody.  It was a lot to digest Will Ferrell's portrayal of Cam Brady.  When you connect the dots and add his "Hank the Tank" and "W." characters, the aesthetic of this southern villain becomes clearer.  North Carolina truly is represented accurately in these farce depictions, and it isn't good.  The concept is simple.  The more ignorant are the people, the more wealth can control their geographic region.  The more gullible are the folks, the more lobbyists can line their pockets.  The more naive are the electors, the more the Trump Campaign can bribe them.  How does wealth via politics oppress a geographic populace?  Let's take roll.  Contaminated drinking and bathing water via "Chemours."  (Thank China for this)  Tainted air to breath via "Chemours."  (Thank China for this)  Judicious amounts of EMF and infrasonic radiation via "CSX."  (Thank the railroads)  Chemtrails of soot and smog directly over our neighborhoods via commercial air traffic.  (Thank PSA Airlines, Delta, Piedmont, and the rest)  Infrasound is a never ceasing carrier wave of pollution rendering your personal privacy moot.  (Thanks to the diesel engine, and its EPA exempt graven image of profit)  Like the film says, North Carolina is a mess.  We wonder why our children overdose on drugs, and returning veterans commit suicide.  Try living at Fort Bragg.  The housing market would have you believe North Carolina is the destination because of affordable housing.  District 14 is the Theater of the Absurd, and an overtly homosexual contingency wants national recognition for their tepid drag tendencies.  Wake up and smell the coffee!  America does not give it away for free.  No one gives it away for free.  You have to work for it, and that the Koch Brothers have done.