LOST IN SPACE

     Where are we? Who are we? Have we lost our way somewhere dense, thicketed with thorns and nettles, surrounded by wild animas, with hope seemingly lost somewhere? Is there no OnStar to rescue us with a warm and helpful voice? Does anyone even want to rescue us in the midst of latest developments, or is it too frightening to even imagine such an attempt? Where, oh where, is the brave equivalent of Captain Kirk who will intone, "Make it so" and we will speed off into safety after having a great fix of the problems besetting us? We then will not be lost in space anymore.
     But there is no more Captain of the Enterprise or its equivalent right now. In fact, it appears to be that the acting Defense Secretary and some saner voices in the Armed Services are the only barriers between us and who the hell knows. The Demented One might shout and bluster, but Esper says it is a no go on bombing cultural sites, no going against the laws of war, as oxymoronic as that seems. All those threats and bluster did was to cause the Iranians to draw up their own equivalent site vs. deaths of their own, and the mathematics was not great, needless to say.
     Not surprisingly, our allies, whom we have kicked to the curb numerous times already, whose leaders rightfully detest and have only contempt for Trump, want no part of his attack or his threats and have made that very clear. Perhaps we will not see the dominoes falling this time around, but even if that were to be the case, nuclear war would involve all anyway, so what the hell! Still lost in space. OnStar will not call.
     Nor will the primary stopgaps of the country. The same people who shouted and screamed at Obama for "war" acts, are now the people who are supporting Trump, saying any criticism of Trump now is only a political game, political shenanigans. Guess who yet? Yes, the same Meadows and the same rest of the contemptible lackeys who have long ago lost their value as humans, as independent thinkers, and only serve now as rubber stamps, yesmen to Demented One. 
       As for us - hell, no one thinks of us, do they? We apparently are along for the ride with or without our consent, and when we do get stopped, oh, perhaps they will take our DNA against our will as they are doing with immigrants at the border now. Or hey, here's another possibility. Perhaps we will all have to dig down and find where our ancestors came from, or whitewash any ethnic sounding names, or perhaps we should be realistic and expect newer, larger detention camps, as we are now starting to question all Iranian looking people or with Iranian sounding names, detaining them at the border, causing little ones to cry as they think that they, too, will be "in jail" - for that is what it is - and their mommys and daddys will be no place around, certainly not with them. Have we turned back into the detainers of peple who differ from the supposed "norm", locking them up - even citizines - eventually reaching Japanese detention numbers?!
     All around us swirl and orbit other dangerous satellites and phenomena. Australia burns, even as people are arrested for purposeful or careless arson. China reports yet another awful and dangerous disease, this one possibly emerging from a  market where all sorts of live creatures, large and small, are sold. Perhaps yet another gift of animals to humans, another disease like SARS, all the better to kill us, to perhaps gain revenge for what we have done to them and rebalance the world!! Stranger things have happened, and remember, we are now out there in the great void of space, lost in space and who knows the new rules of survival anymore? We seem to have trashed it all on our journey to nowhere.
     Will we become the remains of a once upon civilization which destroyed itself? Shall we become part of the junk orbiting the earth, clogging space as we even trash that huge area, once pristine area, safe from human harm and detritus? Where the hell are we and where are we going to go from here? Is there even anywhere to go, now that we have lost OnStar, Waze seems to have shut down, GPS is dead, and we have destroyed all the old fashioned paper maps of yesteryear so our last hope of routes out of here are going, going, gone.
    So sing out loud and clear, Bonnie Tyler. Sing of the hero we need now. Sing of the knight who seems to have met his/her demise as there has been no sighting in recent years. Sing with that powerful voice and perhaps someone, somewhere, will hear us and come to our rescue. Perhaps we will hear that honeyed tone of the lady of OnStar who will reassure us that help is on the way and she will remain with us until it arrives.We hope. We pray.