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  Date / Time: 10/9/2009 4:58 AM UTC

  AMERICA, ---A NATION OF SAD, SUICIDAL, DEPRESSED, FITFUL, LONELY DESPONDENT WOMEN
  

  DESPONDENT WOMEN

  
  A beautiful forty year old New Yorker confessed to me that she wants to kill herself and was saving sleeping pills to do the job. She came to the city a decade ago to make it big in her work, did very well for ten years, but then the recession hit. She is deeply in debt, has no one, is alienated from a dysfunctional family that made her heart sore a decade ago, so there's no going back to them. She lives in a little one room apartment in a borough of the big, anonymous city. To her mind, Death is better than facing the four walls of her cul-de-sac one day longer. I can see her point of view. What's left for her? She came to the big city to make it, a skewed strategy at the gitgo but the only one that girls today have left to them. They cannot stay in the dysfunctional family mire into which they were born. They left home with their little suitcase years ago after spending their teens watching a counterfeit media full of rock star myths, movie star chic and addictive celeb worship that dyed the skeins of their mind this ROSY PINK. Believing in PINK MYTHS, they chose to aim at the Capitalist Dream of "Girls Making it Big."
  
  WHY LEAVE HOME IN THE FIRST PLACE? FAME AND POWER AND MONEY in SHOW BIZ is an illusory, ill thought out "planned revenge or satisfaction" but one which RUNS in modern girls' veins.. (The Horatio Alger myth is the predominant, American guiding philosophy and has been for over a century. ALGERISM is about being an honorable, diligent man and making it big and entering the next class up in flaming colors. One doesn't need to have read Alger's writings to have this myth in one's bloodstream guiding one's life. It's the zeitgeist of Capitalist novels, tv, magazines, all the programming we are fed on shares this Cinderella mythology. As soon as FEMALES were allowed into a marketplace which promised upward mobility, the myth of fame and power began to infect us. So when THE BIG PINATA doesn't appear promptly, disenchantment follows. And then identity shock. Oh my, what am I? A LOSER?

  When the average girl slams up against the STIGMA of being a loser,  she will be BEREFT. But that's what happens in the big city. Soon she is caught in a cross wind of a plummeting job market, rising rents, skyrocketing credit card debt (trickily based on incremental interest rates gathering like storm clouds on the unpaid principle,  fear of not having a credit rating  as debtors today learn that one can LIVE off the card. The credit card has become father and mother to our orphaned kids today and it's a false protection at best. When they slam up against "no more clients" for what they do, no jobs if they wanted to cross over into the job market, they keenly feel how orphaned they are, stuck in the costly rented room that turns into a horrid jail cell and hara-kiri may seem a good solution.

  From the girl's point of view, forty, unmarried, no celebrity job? She has nothing; she is nothing. And there's nowhere to go to recover as her parents live in mud city ignorance, in pig sty's she wouldn't let her dog eat off --if she had a dog. Besides, there's no money to travel home. She owes a HUGE SUM right now including a few months rent. I can see her point of view which is 'why not be scientific about it and just pluck her non flowering, non fruiting branch from the tree of life' and collect enough pills to do herself in. Or if her pills miss the mark, sleep in a coma for the next forty years in some charity hospital.

  She is disinclined to recognize that she is a GENETIC MIRACLE, the final triumphant branch of evolution, the 'bestest ever' twig,  bud and fruit of 3.2 million years of the grinding away of Mother Evolution. She is a masterpiece of Darwinistic selection, smart as a whip, funny, smart to the point of being cynical, very beautiful and has a lot to give. Only no men have come along to enchant, amuse and enliven.

  The world has not afforded her a loving man. For hundreds if not thousands of years, the strong, wise,beautiful, protective men of every culture of the planet were plucked off by the oligarch and sent off to die in wars to create his wealth, his trade, his own Booty so that he could have a harem. What's left of testosterone in her part of the city is a genetic pool of losers who dream of having a film star like Angelina and cannot see the beauty in the little artist who trudges her work to galleries on the bus or subway.

  WIthout a protective, loving man to marry she and a lot of other wonderful girls, young women, each with their family's unique lineage in their genes, will wither and die. Capitalist blight is the final insult to this tree of life. We have left our women to the horror wind that blows through the orchard. Trapped them in a capitalist cul-de-sac of loneliness, eviction, debt and failure. Maybe a family could endure it and carry on. A father rallying for his wife and babies. But a woman alone? Who is there to advise? Who can affirm the beauty she is and does enough times a day to beat back the thoughts of death and oblivion?

  Multiply her by 150 million, you have America. Multiply her by another 150 Million you have Europe. It is the age of the unhappy woman. What is the way out? The Muslims have a great concept. MARRY them young, make the female totally subservient to the husband/ father. Make her the slave of her children cooking three meals a day from scratch. What's good about it is that  in such service they will find that cheery oblivion a lot EARLIER. Nothing like the attention one focuses outside one's miserable self when one is slinging hash three times a day for the family table and serving the mate and children one adores. It is a time tested happy pill and it works, bitter though the flavor be. It is free of fantasy. It is structurally sound, based on reality. Man/Woman/ Babies. Roof. Work. Esclavitude. NOBODY has any time to remember one's DISNEY DREAMS. And that's good. And when the family moves on, hubby dies, kids go off to college, the habit of being a dray horse is embedded in the older woman and she easily plugs herself into community service, a second "ME-obliterating activity.  Hadassah. Serving the community. In Jewish culture, each group of senior woman organized into an ad hoc charity, a little unofficial, DPSS full of social workers, who ran around the village like heat-seeking missiles to find misery among the young and alleviate it. To protect the race.

  But no such ethos exists in our culture. This Recession is ravaging, grinding, cruel, the number of  its' victims immense. To wander out in the snow to pick up bodies, you'd be doing it all day and night. It's getting to be gothic times where you had to walk over bodies to go to the well.

  And the spirit to do that isn't there in the modern girl. Weaned on Teen-TV romance dramas and 'what did you do last summer?" meaningless movies, without religion or faith, they can't even 'dress saints.' That's what spinster women did in the old world, they made tiny clothes for the Jesus,Joseph Mary figures in the church. Their faith was a narcotic. Well, religion is the opium of the masses. Classic, Catholic thought taught that our glory was in the next world, not to worry about this one, why indulge in dangerous activism and shake the oligarchs to give higher salaries, lower interest rates? Classic Marxist thought taught that the Church was created to lull you into sleep so you wouldn't revolt. The church will make you believe in a final Kingdom in the sky that so that you'd be a hard working non-complaining slave. You'd get in line to be serfs on the rich man's land. You'd line up to be low paid workers who can barely rent a room in cities blighted by the industrial revolution. Democratic Capitalism developed a final, life-capping thought. Get a credit rating, a student loan, a college education and anybody can make it big. Give THE MOUNTAIN your best try. "FAME" the movie. The TV show. You too can be a rock star.

  And now the sad ones wash up on our beaches, gone mad, depressed or suicided. I'm not going to mention the "Lost Boys' who turn to drugs, crime, rape, murder, violence and believe the "ENEMY is out there message" and who join the Army to go wreak sorrow on people of other skin color. I'm just talking about the girls. What can we do for our women? Our single girls. Are they our Virgin MARYS or  our COSMO girls. They are Our daughters, sisters, and mothers? These modern women are in a deep despair. There are no fathers to take are of them, no older brothers who care, no husbands who protect and no courting boyfriends who are sincere. There is no shoulder to weep on for these girls. They are truly alone. And when that big career just didn't work out as fantastically sumptuous as she'd seen it on TV, they want to curl up and die.

  I've never been wary of solutions. I patched my broken life as best I could and have a recommended assortment of bandaids that really work. The theory being that a Bandaid can protect one until the primary wound heals.

  Father Time is the best loving protector there is. Economies repair. Broken hearts repair. Time will make this bitter day into a better day. That wish to be free of surcease will actually go away as the pain will depart. Another more beautiful scenery can be created for you, and that one's rent free, debt free, credit card free. It is an interior island of refuge far from the Tsunami the false religion of TransNational capitalism created with its consumer culture, costly SUVS, flavorless mind-murdering entertainment.

  Today, acute pain engulfs you, you are totally caught off guard, surprised and shocked that LIFE betrayed you. LIFE actually seems to have laid IN WAIT --letting you believe you could do it alone, letting you trap yourself in this cage of misery. Right now life has you cornered. She seems to attack, reject you, bite you, drag you under its currents intending to drown you. And you are alone drowning in debt, in broken dreams, your career plans in shambles, but dear girl, hold on by not succumbing, by finding others in the same quandary. SAD SISTERS do not make you worse. THE SAD SISTERS CLUB makes you HEAL and very quickly after you JOIN with your sisters as a group and organize to FIGHT THIS MADNESS, you will BE IN JOY AND BLISS. So make a vow to start with a single step. Today, go outside. An opportunity will come to share this thought, this aim. Doing it will serve your sad, suicidal sisters. Get a little HIVE MIND going.Find the club, yoga class, pilates class, the clerks at the Whole Foods, find the feeling nice people. Befriend the true winners. Create a HEALING GROUP.

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