FRUSTRATION!!!

  I don't get it. I just don't get it. Something as clear as daylight under a blue summer sky seems to fly under the radar of the myriad intellects round the world. Why has it taken until new for some of the supposedly brightest and most intuitive minds to see the truth? To see the naked emperor? Why? Is it that they were too blind to see what was going on beneath their unseeing eyes or was it a defect of mind and/or body that hid the ugly truth from them and from the world at large? 

I am not sure of the answer. I am sure only of the consequences. Serious, deadly ones which have wrapped the world in a cloud of ugliness. Pessimism. Hatred. And stunned minds. Unable to comprehend the situation they are in and how they got there? Why was it allowed to happen? Why were such conditions allowed to return? To replicate scenes we had thought to have been eliminated from the civilized world. 

Yes, unfortunately, we grew inured to the growing number of such scenes. We looked askance at 'minor' wars which burst upon the world and which smoked and relit time and again. Yet we all looked away - NIMBY thinking. Foolishly so, for the world is wrapped so tightly together that truly the butterfly's wings surely do end in the creation of a tornado elsewhere on the globe. The more we forget the intertwining of our fates, the less likely we will be able to look forward to a time when indeed there is humane in the lexicon of humanity. That we did not just talk empty words of brotherhood but actually lived them.  

There is no more any backyard on this globe. We all shared that backyard. We need to understand that and act accordingly. In this backyard periodically at times of recess, all the inhabitants flow into it seeking a space for themselves and their buddies. If such a place is not found or if not satisfactory, then these groups will seek to better their condition. Sides align and realign. The resultant confusion and uncertainty obfuscate all that might help. Their intents and goals narrowed, became laser fixed on the ambition to getting their own over someone else. And from stage right and stage left, enter the warring factions. 

We are so fixed on what we think we must do, that we forget what we actually must do. The musts of proper living conditions for the world's inhabitants. What we get instead are people denying other people the right to exist. They are challenged at every turn. Forgotten is the old maxim that one can never please all of the people all of the time. In trying to do so and inevitably failing, they inevitably generate and regenerate ancient tropes and ancient enmities. Too often in the desperation of a leader trying to deflect the anger of the people, the biggest deflection of all is wheeled out onto the world's stage. War! Missteps addressed early could have been refocused and redirected onto proper paths. But in ignoring that early possibility we doomed ourselves to be worthy only of history replicating itself in the worst ways possible.

Why is it now, just now, a very late now, that I am first picking up words which speak of the problems of this society. This corrupt society. In the mad rush of people to hang on to those of power and wealth, thinking some of it would drip down to them, we turned ourselves inside out. We gave way to those who are inimical to achievement of a fair and just society. Now they are questioning how we got here. Now they are dissecting society. Looking into the poor leaders we have chosen and the confused and dangerous ways in which we choose new leaders to replace the old, incompetent and corrupt, but not really changing anything other than their names and faces.

Now they try to analyze how we got into this fix in the first place. Well, it's because such people, those who are supposed to be the watchmen of the world, spoke and continue to do so, out of six mouths at the same time. And sometimes out of their rear ends as well. Giddy thoughts of more spending money. We listened to the lies. We ran along, step to step with the corrupted who did deep dives into the ugliness of corruption and turned the societies which had worked so hard to eliminate the ugliness of corruption, of false leaders, to jump into the seemingly aromatic cesspool. Perhaps it was that they held their noses and reaped what they thought were prizes, only to realize too late what they had done to themselves, what they had allowed others to do to them.  

Corruption not only ruined society. But it also makes the road back even more difficult, steeper than ever. Those who might have seen the truth, those who came to see the truth. Those who turned away from corruption. Too often they sign out. Sign off. And turn their sights onto what they feel a more productive spott for themselves and their lives. This further weakens society. It sets further blockades. to return to what they should be. That is one of the questions that we must answer. How do we persuade those who can see through to the truth, those who can and do have a streak of altruism within. To return ro where they are needed.

All I know is that we are living in such a time of nastiness and filth that it is unbelievable that we have returned to this state of being. The president of this nation, he who is supposed to be the leader of the Free world, has turned the paths of the world into and on to paths which enhance his and his cronies' bottom lines, which enhance and grow their power to bully others, adding to the multiplications of the woes of the world. 

The guiding lights of their rather ugly social mores are Revenge and Retaliation. The imposition of an individual's monstrosities, physical and otherwise over and above all else. The stolen authority to change the historic infrastructure of the nation. We think we are managing to pull the wool over people's eyes, but all we have succeeded in doing. is making blind those eyes which could possibly see through to a better era, to a better time. To a more understanding friendlier mankind.

  Why is it that yesterday, today, and tomorrow, one of the most telling compact statements to describe our world is that of a 77-year-old woman. Now a refugee from a two-time strike on her home, and the destruction of her village, her nation? 

"We escaped from hell. ...

50-50. Nothing to lose.