WHYANDWHYANDWHYANDWHYANDWHY ...WHY!!!!!!

I, we, any sane person in the world, anyone with a scintilla of humanity within should be standing outside, inside, anywhere, shouting that word 'why', heaving it into the air, pushing it with all one's might into the heavens and into the depths of Hell from whence originates so much evil that takes place upon this earth. Why do humans exhibit this penchant for violence, the more egregious, the better. Why is it that humanity tamps down on its ability to be creative in a positive manner, amusing, entertaining, thought provoking, and instead sends that energy into ideas for murder, for slaughter, for harm.

Why have humans, blessed with the sense and ability of careful thought, with the ability to go beyond base instincts, chosen, willfully so, to be worse than the worst of the beasts of the field. Yes, these beasts will kill each other, but they do so in the name of survival, of protection of the young, the safety of the herd. They do not simply decide to wage war for naught. No such concept as hate within the animal world. Yet we humans who have been given the right and the power to rule the world, to be Head Honcho over all living creatures, takes that gift and turns it sour and stinking of rot and corruption. Why have we chosen to be lesser than the least of the beasts of the field?

Why do humans choose to fall upon their swords rather than applying their rear ends to a seat and talking out differences. Talk is always the end point of a war so why can we not skip the bloodshed? Why do we forever choose to emphasize the differences rather than the similarities, that which joins us together? 

It has long been said that one can choose one's friends but not one's family. However, families   must always try, have the inner instincts, to wage peace or compatibility within families, no matter the differences amongst them.  All humans belong to the same family. We look the same in generalities, and the differences are actually truly insignificant, deny it though we do. All have the same desires and needs. And yet we deny those very existential facts and instead concentrate on perceived differentials, growing them into bloodshed, horror, terror, all the worst we can be, discounting and even severing our shared kinship. 

Humans have an affinity to the worst within our makeup. Inevitably, we choose to be the least rather than the best. What humanity could be and should be, establishing a positive synergy enhancing the ability and power within us to solve the problems that beset this world, is shoved aside. Greed, a madness demanding power over others, overcomes all other behavioral motivations and we forget our family relationships and we persist, insist, in the   slaughtering each other. 

'Why' rings out loud but falls upon deaf ears. Blind eyes do not see the terror on the faces of the young nor comprehend the confusion of the elderly. All that is felt and acknowledged is the overwhelming pounding of bloodlust, desire for a piece of land always changing ownership, access to some natural resource we should all be sharing rather than hogging. Why do we not see that all can be resolved without butchery? Why do we always resist possibilities of solutions? 

Why do we always resist possibilities of solutions via peaceful talk, understanding and empathy, compromise. Why must we always choose the saber rattling and the saber application? Why must we always be the gladiators within coliseums of our own making, rather than conservators and champions of peace and harmony. Why? It does not make sense. It ignores the fact that we protect our loved ones from harm and terror. Why can we not understand that the very same emotions drive our designated 'enemies', actually, our fellow members within the family of humankind. If the world would strive to redirect our intellect and problem-solving abilities, how much better would our world be! 

We continue to fly in the face of all that is logical and reasonable, of all that makes sense. We push and we push, and we push until there is no other alternative to violence. And so once again, our men and women, our young, our future, marches off to war, pumped up with the desire to fight, to kill, to die for the country. Why can we not live for the country, for our families, for our future? Why must we go after the innocent? Why must we go after those who contribute? 

Here are the words of a local Chabad Rabbi upon hearing of the violent death of a young Chabad Rabbi. In these brief paragraphs, one can hear his tears, his confusion. He's asking why?! Why does this hate and its ugliness continue? Why do we persist in treading this path? Hear his defiance as well.

"What makes me such a threat? Is it because I stand at the green market, putting on tefillin with people? Or because I organize public menorah lightings that bring light to the streets? Maybe it’s because I give food to the poor, help families reconnect with their traditions, and offer kindness to the community.

We dedicate ourselves—our nights, mornings, and holidays—to helping people. Whether it’s supporting families through the joy of birth, the challenges of a midlife crisis, or the sorrow of loss, we are there. That’s what we did "wrong."

So why are we a threat? Because evil and darkness see light as their greatest enemy. In every war, the goal is to eliminate the opponent completely—to erase any trace of their existence.

But we will not back down. Now is the time to destroy the negativity and the evil in the world. We will fight it with light, with goodness, and with unwavering commitment. Darkness will not prevail."

  Why have we chosen to be so damn stupid, so damn violent. Why do we hunt and hate people all over the world simply because of who or what they are. Religion, the color of their skin, their political beliefs, their orientations, gender. Why can we not direct our minds and the power of our brains to discover or create peaceful, fair solutions, rather than to the ever more sophisticated intricate and dangerous weapons we boast of, so foolishly, so dangerously.  

To create something of goodness and beauty, of peace and progress, is beautiful.

To create weapons of war, of violence is ugly. It is counterproductive.

Which should we choose.

Which do we inevitably choose.

Do we have a choice? 

We certainly do, though too many deny that truth. They give in to the basest of drives and drag others into that toxic miasma, leaving them with no alternative other than to fight to the death for their very survival.  

what is the point of it all?

Between yesterday and today and all that has been going on, I feel as if I am broken. Certainly. my hopes and dreams. for my family, for my little ones so new and fresh and bright, for the world now have cracks and challenges of survival.

And why are we so ugly within, so black of soul that we cannot see the advantages and possibilities of harmony? Why do we always rate the benefits of violence and war over all else.

 What is the matter with us all?