Afraid, because of "no"

There is a distance, in all human endeavors, a gap,
between the intended and the achieved, something
devastating to witness but always present,
but not something that need be crippling
to the intentions and process of
collective movement of any kind
in any direction. This is humanness,
and the highway that carries your family may
crumble, and the 10000000 barrels of oil
that carry you home will dry up
and a new ugly, human, slow
revolution will create a new
shape and form of your life
and with it will come a
different type of identity
propagated by those in power
to shape you into something they
find useful to their needs. The party
must stay in power by any means necessary
and you will benefit in some way, however demeaning
it may seem at the time to your human mind, and
you will be eating a potato feeling sad, but you’ve
got a potato to eat that you didn’t even have to
grow, well, well maybe soon, maybe the day is coming
that you will not have a potato to eat unless you are
tending to your own garden, because the system
is dangling by a thread, and all humanity
is caught in a global storm,
and the fix is not something
advertised on the sidebars
of some blog, some
words of some
blogger,

No,

The world is
not a screen
the world is not
typed into a computer
by a human, and
the distance between
a human and another human is not
shrinking when these two are logged in
the distance only grows between our ideals
and execution unless we meet each other
face to face and do a painful human
thing, to become uncomfortable
and confront what makes
us uncomfortable.