SOMETIMES YA' GOTTA' SCRATCH

  Think of how many tricks and turns we use to prevent one from scratching an itchy bite or rash or strangely annoying itches where an itch should not be. Yet itch we must, a natural human behavior, despite the gloves, the topical ointments, the understanding of foolish behavior and the inevitable consequences resulting. These results are termed "normative derivative results". 

Fancy jargon for what we all know, having been taught from birth that consequences exist. That they derive, arise, from behavior, via deed and words.  No avoiding that truth, no matter how hard we try to deny, delay and obfuscate. Anyone with a modicum of a brain knows that. That knowledge, that understanding, that norm, guides much of the behavior of humans, thankfully so or else we would be in an even worse situation than we are at present. 

Unfortunately, we have people in high positions of authority driving our busses right now, which take massively oh so wrong, dangerous routes, confine riders who oppose to the back of the bus where silence must reign, and violators punished. The juggernaut of corruption and loss, egregious harm, to society presents as impossible to stop on its mad desire to amass power and wealth.

These massively flawed individuals and groupings move on, crushing all in its way, turning on all, denying, retracting and redacting their words. Not a modicum of honesty or honor, not one bit of courage or empathy. One must seek high and low, delve deeply into the ugly muck and rot of their souls if one seeks to uncover any remnant of proper societal behavior. Generally, all those gas tanks are empty, having been so for years, running on E for time immemorial. 

The opposition too often lags behind, weak on the defensive end and lacking in the offensive as well. We are reactive, rather than proactive, as we stand agape at the audacity, the blatant disregard of norms of society. We refuse to believe, despite all proof to the contrary, that their motives are evil, their goals evil, no matter their successful disguises, as the   deluded fall prey to grasping claws and ever hungry maws needing to feed constantly on the blood and flesh of others.  

Why is it that our expectations of essentially good, somewhat flawed people will hold office, but remain grounded, generally concerned with constituents and understanding of the meaning of the oaths they swear, appear to be outdated, useless, even spurned. How can this be? How is it that we humans have a perfect record of ignoring, even willfully shunning hard won, costly, lessons of history.  Again, and again, we land on the wrong choice, throw an unlucky roll of the dice or are dealt a bad hand. That is life.

 However, what can be said when the bad hands or the severe itches are of our own making. 

When our tactics are wrong, as our values are skewed, and we pay too much attention to the incorrect itches, increasing their harmful effects.

When we ignore the easily cured, but essential itches, symptomatic of the itches of a body politic, needful of immediate scratching of said itches along with copious amounts of salves. Neglect leads to a severity of itching so fierce that no amount of scratching helps, topicals are useless, and the infection grows apace, ready to burst forth in all its ugliness at just the wrong time.

Sometimes, ya' gotta' scratch, unpleasant, inconvenient, or simply annoying and inconvenient, but attention is required. Scratch, one must. Scratch, society must do. Sometimes you just have to.

Now I cannot imagine a unified mass scratching event, but I can envision an understanding of the need for the itch to be addressed promptly and properly so as to ensure correct attention to the correct itch to be scratched in a fitting positive method garnering a positive responsive normative derivative result.  

This needs to be a societal recognition and a societal approach. For sure, we have so many awkward itches now that we had better lay in copious amounts of salve, cut our nails, and get to work. 

Sometimes ya gotta  scratch.

But together, in recognition of the need and the hopefully positive results. Only if society has the epiphany at the same moment, the same aha! moment and understands and actively participates in the hard, but necessary steps if we are to build a hypoallergenic world for all.

 No more abandoned itches. No more lies.

But - together.

Together, always together.

Together, united for good.

Together.

Together.

We can heal the nation.

HEAL THE WORLD.

HEAL YITZY!

Yitzchak Elimelech ben Chana Sarah

May he be granted refuah shelaymah bimheyrah beyameinu. 

 AMEN. AMEN