It is mostly a challenge, a burden and a pleasure to write this blog. Posting almost every day is difficult. Finding a topic and writing about it in a manner which will absorb people's interests and cause them to think is probably my most prominent motive. Of course, there's also the inner release, expressing one's opinion without getting directly into someone's physical face. Wring about it in a manner which will provoke thought but not hate nor violence. I do my best and do find it on the whole as a positive benefit for me and hopefully for others as well.
Long ago in the early days of our revolution, to seek freedom and independence for that upstart nation of America, to be known as the United States of America, many words were spoken with relevance to their days and down the line, to our days as well. Sometimes not so united, unfortunately, but still, we have come through mostly intact, even with deep abysses appearing too often on the scene.
I do believe if we are meant to keep this entity alive and well, we must choose our words carefully. Monitor our thoughts. Choose as our primary motivation the preservation and the good health of this unique experiment in the history of humanity. Rather than using it as a bully pulpit, using all sorts of negative means and manners and even a couple of smacks with a figurative steel pole, simply to gain the attention of readers, forcing them to open minds and hearts. To contemplate perhaps, a revision of past thinking, a turn towards the positive.
Unfortunately, some heads are too stuffed with the negative. With reams and barrelsful of hate. That hate is both taught and adopted. No one is born with it. Even as we have sung many times about how hate has to be taught, how negative it is, how destructive it is, how much we dislike it, we never seem to shed it, do we? It is always there.
Like that weird relative that people used to lock up in a closet or in the attic, so actually needful of aid and not isolation, even as that "shame' was wrong, so are the main motivations of people like that. Who propose nothing constructive. Only restrictive. Who never have a good word to say. About liberty. About cooperation. Only words of excess. And negativity. And restrictions.
Hands that should be open and welcoming are held back or sent out with pain to be inflicted on one person or group or another. Bottom line? This negativity, this retrogressive behavior. thinly disguised as it might be with words that cut deep, will affect all groups, for Hate has no boundaries, its appetite voracious, impossible to sate.
This venomous hate makes its appearance in many guises. Nasty slogans. Shouts and words can be more painful and long lasting than the pain of physical offense. Cut deeper and hurt more than a physical smack. For the one can heal and one can never heal, its hurt and harm remaining as sharp as the day it was born all the way to the day of death. Mother Goose's nursery rhyme tells us that words can never harm us. She obviously missed the lesson that day.
And again, it cannot be stressed enough. The most miserable thing about this is that those adorable little babies we love to cuddle. Upon whom we pin dreams that fly to the sky and out to the horizon are not innately poisoned with Hate. We teach them wrongly. We teach hate and violence. We teach them to demean others. We teach them and present to them lies as truths. We conflate that which should not even be in the same universe! Let alone the same sentence.
Our most precious resource, our children, are at stake. To offend and to hurt has increasingly become the mantras of the day. We need to recall some of the words from our revolutionary heroes. Not perfect people, for to err is certainly human, (We prove that on an hourly basis, do we not??) Words of those early days of this nation as from Thomas Paine who warned us, then and now, that " "These are the times that try men's souls." Women's as well. It well behooves us to go and re- read some of our founding documents.
We have lost much of that which defined America. We have lost, unfortunately, much of its greatness. We went backwards, retrograde rather than progressively forward, not the pathetic and dangerous imitation presented to us as such. Personally. I am extremely troubled. Growing more so every day. And less so in terms of confidence and trust in my native-born country. It was not so that long ago. Then I felt secure in my citizenship, my membership in this nation which always had my back.
Now I feel a great chill on that back. As do many others. My children used to be able to go wherever they wished. They could study wherever, whenever, and whatever they wished. They, the members of the Jewish people, whether it is a religion, a nation, an ethnicity, etc. in any combination thereof did not have to walk through gauntlets of crazed people screaming for their death and not only theirs, but their entire nation.
Once we could do whatever we wished, of course, assuming all within the parameters of laws, moral laws. Not fake laws which authoritarian governments tend to install. Which unfortunately is becoming the mode of the day here in America. Baaing sheep, greedy wallets, headful's of cowardice and the rot and stench of corruption rampant. led by a greatly challenged and get rich quick any which way, a greatly challenged President, and an incompetent Congress, we do not add up to anything in the positive range, but rather into, well into, the negative numbers.
Today, not so much confidence as I once held. In fact, my supply is running quite low. Fighting to come back from the inherent and growing despair, felt deep in my soul and heart, I wonder how could this have happened? Even more important, to how did WE, ALL OF US, YOU, ME, AND ALL THE THEMS AND THE THEYS OF THE WORLD, allow, even enable this to happen? Even more important than that, how and why are we continuing to let this happen?
Yesterday.
Today.
Tomorrow.
If we don't stand up and find the right vehicles, the right drivers, and the right roads, well. in the not-too-distant future this blog might be censored. Its author jailed. You think this is an exaggeration. Just take a look around you. The warehouses full of immigrants, many of whom did it legally, or are waiting for their green cards, or are waiting for their visa extension, or have been granted asylum, or who have grown up here, as Americans, have contributed much to the economy of this nation, who took care of our children, the elderly, the patients in hospitals and homes.
What the HELL! are we doing?
And who is next?
And don't kid yourself, for there is always a next.