That is the situation in which we are at present. No, not talking about the personal decisions. Should we do this, or should we do that? Should we wait? Should we act on it now? Those are personal decisions which do not truly affect the course of mankind. That is, unless you have that power, and if so, then please exercise it properly and do what is necessary for this world to continue on. A smoother path than it is on at present. A saner path. A path more of certainty to survival of mankind, at least to a time when we can shake ourselves out and up and put in place better rules, better ideas and most of all, better people.
Is it possible? Well, for that answer, simply take a look back up to the title and you know as much as I do, very possibly more, not a high bar to meet. Personally, I am at sixes and sevens. We were to be in Israel at this point, to be there before the holiday of Passover. But Trump, Netanyahu, the crazed leaders of Iran, all had other plans which precluded the possibility of our plans coming to fruition. Most definitely not.
Now we are in the midst of a cease fire not planned to be of very long duration. Two weeks. It has already been violated and blame is generously shared. Certainly, I'm not understanding why, if the ceasefire is with Iran, why is bombing the hell hole quarters of Hezbollah in Lebanon a deal breaker? Is that not a separate nation independent from other nations, though certainly it is clearly subservient to the terrorist beasts of Hezbollah. Is it that all the Arab nations have designs upon all the other countries or do they pick and choose? I don't know the answer to that, and I doubt that many other people know the answer. The situation is just so confused, so topsy turvy, upside down, inside out. No one, neither individual nor nation appears to have at least an inkling of an idea in an area so critical to the existential survival of Israel and other people of the Middle East, and in fact to all the people of the world. So deep and wide is the crux of this matter.
Threats of nuclear attack are bandied about. As if the bombing is equivalent to the allocation of highly desirable sweet and sour candies. Plans to use bombs loaded with technology to kill the humans within that area being bombed but leaving the infrastructure intact. If I ever saw a cold calculated planning, that is it. I don't understand why in 2026 we are still at a loss at maintaining conversation. Not even polite, just plain old talk enabling us to mediate, repair and perhaps even heal, the wounds not only of our time, but of those that have remained with us from time immemorial.
This war and its outcome can literally decide the fate of humankind. Even as we have several astronauts circling the moon, looking down upon our besieged world, so tiny in the vastness of the universe, we down here on Earth see nothing as gracious and beautiful as that. Pictures can awe but they do not carry the weight of actual sight.
We seem to be impervious to any lasting effect on us. Anything that will nudge us onto a path of at least discussing a discussion of unity and peace. We simply cannot seem to be understanding of the critical crux of this warfare, of its ancient memes of hate, its ancient tropes of greed, power and manic desire for wealth. We cannot seem to understand that this little orb floating through space is fragile and susceptible to the damage inflicted upon it by humanity. With current planned and unplanned disasters mingling quite well with the effects of the disasters of old, we have trouble right here in River City, a city which encompasses within its bounds the entire world. Perhaps even the entire universe, as we have never, at least not yet, blown up a planet and known its consequences. For that we only have 'knowledge' of that via the story of Kal-El, otherwise known as Superman.
Perhaps most of us missed the significance of Superman's birth name. These stories within the comics were written to a large degree by Jewish writers and illustrators living in the uncertainty and the horror of pre-war, war, and post-war world. The first part of his name, Kal, is actually a Hebrew word meaning all. The second part of his name, his hyphenated name, is translated as the name of G-d. Does it mean that all is in the hands of G-d? Does it mean we are separated by that - ?
All of us, the entirety of this universe, are we separated from the Lord G-d who created it, who rules it. Are we as the astronauts of today, relying on imperfect technology, to keep us alive, as they reenter Earth's atmosphere with a flawed heat shield? Are we too within a flawed shell, on which we have turned to for safety even as its flaws and imperfections become clearer and more intense?
Is there in fact something seriously wrong within the thinking and the goals of the human race? As we take the most innocent items, comics and toys for children to play with, for pets to chase, for hobbyists to enjoy, and turn them into items conveying warnings and twists of nature, as we look with pride upon the morphing of such items into weapons of war and the conveying of propaganda and terror.
I don't know, but I'm sorry I didn't recognize this when I was still in the classroom. It would have been a very interesting topic of discussion and heated debate. In any case, the implications of the title continue. Is there an answer? Some say yes. That way they get that assurance so intangible in possibility for me. Some say no and I am enveloped in despair for our survival. There are those who say maybe. Not a very assuring answer but at least giving forth a possibility that someday, one day, hopefully soon, we will come to our senses. Recognize our connections and stop fighting over that which was clearly deemed to be so millions of years ago. That we must share the world which we were given. That we must tend to its health and viability. That we must remove the hyphen between us and our Creator, and those between nations ever arguing, ever fighting.
It was unfortunately so in our yesterdays.
We have continued so dangerously in our todays.
We must fix ourselves if we are to fix the world of our tomorrows.
Only we can do this.
Only we can set this in motion.
Always and only upon us.
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