THE BIRDS AND THE BEES

  and the flowers and the trees...." Unfortunately, nothing as pretty as that mind's eye picture. Nope. Not here. The flowers and the trees, well, they are dying, under attacks both natural and manmade.

Overheard snippet of conversation:

Person One: It can't be. No way.

Person Two: Well, and yet there it is, in full living, bleeding color.

Person One: But it can't. How did this happen anyway? I can't believe it. But the test was positive- or negative, depending on viewpoint, I guess. But how???? 

Person Two: How? The usual way. Need I draw you a road map? You were there, right there, from the outset, so how? Recall the song----the birds and the bees, etc.? Now follow the map if you must.

 No, folks, step out of the bedroom, for we are not talking of the birds and the bees or "the thing called love." In fact, it has led to the thing called hate. Sadly so. Tragically so, but there it is, in black and white, in full living technicolor! How did we get here? Simple, but I will draw that road map of tragedy, of a tragic turn of events, an environment which led to the death or imminent death of all that the trees, flowers, and love signify.

Let us begin at the end. Easier to understand for those who remain willingly immured in their own self-defeating state of denial. How did we get here? Where is here? Here is the state of affairs of the recent primaries and the imminent death of our democracy. Republican after Republican competed, using extreme viewpoints to get a leg over on the opposing candidate. They vied for extremist viewpoints that in years gone by, really not so long gone, would have been trashed, ignored, for the harmful garbage they championed. Yet here we are. Tragically so. Road map growing clearer? 

We gave birth to this new acidic world which kills off the birds and the bees, creating a toxic atmosphere which eats away at the flowers and trees of the nation, and as for love, well, take a look around. See much love lately? In the bullets of haters, from right to left? In the acerbic names and accusations flung at each other? Top it off with the sour cherry on top - the growing attack on human rights, the growing attempts, too many successful, which target groups of alternate life styles,  condemning them to the depths of Hell and its eternal fires. For daring to live free. Their freedom, their right to do so, evidently eats away at the ever diminishing capacity for that thing called love.

Are the mechanics of this state of affairs growing clearer, answering your question how we got here, how it can most manifestly, tragically, be true?! Not such a pretty picture, as the map grows more and more crinkled, points of life along the way simply disappearing, out of view and apparently, out of mind for too many. No yellow brick road to follow, no Wizard awaiting us with answers, for the true Wizards have died off or been exiled and the yellow of the bricks has been covered over, hidden beneath myriad layers of grime, of filth which does not wash off easily, if at all.

Still confused, or perhaps trying ever so hard to remain in your false cocoon? Okay. Let's take a few steps forward, or backwards as that might be a more apt descriptive term of our map route. Let's take a good gander at the slate of candidates of the GOP primaries. Each one, worse than the other. Candidates who should never have been on the ballot in the first place, let alone becoming elected. These are the same candidates who marched on Jan. 6, in open rebellion against the truth and the legitimate government of these here United States of America. The same ones in office who railed  against investigations, who managed to totally, completely wreck the honesty, the dignity, the neutrality, of the Supreme Court, increasing the distrust of the populace in the institutions of government. Along with growing unrest.

More unhealthy results leading to our present state of affairs abound. Yes, Cawthorn, that trashy being, was defeated, but on the other hand, what do we say to the victory of a Mastriano? Birds and bees are the furthest things from reality here, vague, growing vaguer, in the memory banks of the nation. No, life here is presently not one welcoming to the more positive aspects of societal life. For sure, that merry old soul, King Cole, would feel quite unwelcome here.

 Merriness, the positive juices of life have been squeezed out, their existence challenged at every turn and twist of the roads. There have indeed been many, too many, of those along our route. Our route, our map, becomes further 'decorated' with red warning lines, almost shouting from the paper to beware, turn around, change route, before, lest it becomes too late, committed to the path wherever it led us. Through swamps, through deserts, through dangerous rivers and over impossibly high mountains. Perhaps we are at that point already. I would have no arguments to refute that thought. Why would I, for the mechanics of it all are quite clear. Even transparent.

No, we are not a little bit pregnant, and had better not be, for our right to choose has been rescinded by modern day Neanderthal thinkers, or non - thinkers. In the words of the Everly Brothers: "Bye, bye love, bye, bye happiness, hello loneliness, think I'm gonna' cry,... think I'm gonna die."

I hope we will not die. We certainly do cry and will cry more unless we forestall the inevitable end coming our way if all we do is sit here in idleness and denial. I hope our democracy and initial foundations and beliefs will hold the fort, defend and then go on offense, against these democracy and rights denying characters. How did this happen? How did we get here? By faulty thinking, by not following the trail to its end, an inevitable conclusion - unless we act, immediately and strongly. Get out the vote. Vote. VOTE!! 

You know, perhaps we are that little bit pregnant. With the 'bad' seed. Perhaps we do actually need to get out of bed with those who would deny all that we have been and are meant to be, this beloved country of ours, besieged, beleaguered by enemies within and without. Time for a political abortion and then a better, more welcome pregnancy as we have a rebirth of this country as is supposed to be. And a hearty welcome back to "that thing called love".

Person One: Got it!!