Heath Ledger, politics, burning in the Brain

First up, can we all agree that the death of Heath Ledger is a tragedy on infinite levels? A two-year-old daughter left behind, an atmospheric career cut short, and an emerging talent we'll never see reach maturity. Everyone wants to focus on how he died, what was his state of mind so that he can be judged, but does anyone want to focus on how he lived? Let's celebrate a life that brought entertainment and awe for millions. Let's revisit the performances to be remembered throughout his career. People will believe what they want to believe about his death, but let's all be bigger than that; spin it as the media might, it won't change that he's gone. Do not judge this young man, not for his death, not for his life, not at all. Just marvel at another miracle we were witness to.
Speaking of not judging, can people not belittle his existence by saying things they wouldn't have said to his face? I mean, this guy for Fox News, who I won't give the courtesy to name in my space, makes fun of him on the air to start some controversy and boost his ratings? Well done, sir, way to show how much we've grown as a species. Should this guy even be on the news? Should his stunt have even made the news, rewarding a heinous act of disrespect? Let Mr. Ledger rest in peace and let his family know that he meant more than gutter-quality headlines and cheap-shot antics.
As for the politics of the day, do the Democrats really need to follow the Repugnantcans plan of stabbing each other in the back with attack ads? Come on y'all, are you going to let us be taken again because you don't want to rise above the B.S.? Barack, Hillary, y'all are bigger than that. No hitting below the belt, costing America points and pull the race-gender-family cards out of the deck along with the Joker in the Crack House. We need a hero y'all and heroes don't play in the pigpen. We're all hurting and you can't build a solid new foundation out of shit. Hi-Lo.

Common Enemy

I've wandered this Earth,
A million years,
Before my birth,
To the no colors,
I have no worth,
I built the chair that,
Holds your girth!

We embraced you,
"Welcome brother",
Stole our land,
Attacked the Mother,
You caged us,
And bruised our soul,
Liquored our bodies,
BUT WE WON'T FOLD!

Your words mean nothing,
A promise, a lie,
Noise to my ears
My people still die,
Seconds are years,
The metal sears,
Mind overturned,
My village is burned,
Home is no more,
Now it's Our turn!