WHOSE IN CHARGE?

  Do you remember that old TV show where someone was in charge, and I believe it turned out to be Charles. Somehow, every time there was a problem, a question of possibility, probability, positivity, and morality, he always managed to come out on top of the decision and teach some moral lesson to those of whom he was in charge. Nice world that would be if indeed that would be the case. Unfortunately, if we were doing percentages on proper decision making and proper leading choices, I believe we would be in the lower end of the percentage of choosing, of making the right decision.

In fact, even if we did originally anticipate at the outset some miracle, that by some strength of character, we would make the proper decision, the end would not be the anticipated, hoped for one. That is, it would then be tampered with, kneaded and reshaped from top to bottom and the outcome would not be recognizable as emerging from the original decision.

Why would that be the case? In fact, why am I so sure that would be the case? Because that indeed has been the case almost since the beginning of mankind. Certainly, if we looked into governments today or of the past, recent or ancient, we could very clearly see the uncertainty of the makers of those decisions. We can almost see through this stall, into the mind and be witness to the calculations and machinations of decision making among our very poorly chosen leaders. Politics, longevity in office, money raising, influence and so much more come into play.

The question then arises as to why we, the people who are supposedly exercising our right to choose these leaders, why do we almost consistently in the best records we have, allowed the dregs of the bunch so much leeway into possibility of office while those we truly, definitely need, are too often left by the wayside, stunningly so, too short of time to recoup, reload, and do the right thing. and be prepared for tie next surprise attack.

I can find no answers that make sense. I can't find any pathway through the bedraggled and overrun darkest jungle, the one where the very heart is  indeed the heart of darkness. What then happens? When we meet constant defeat at the hands of those we know are doing wrong; When we find no path able to be chopped through, nothing discernable   beneath the matted jungle floor - what do we do? What can we do? And the key question - what in actuality do we really want to do?

Charles had the time, the stamina. and the will to help his rather hapless and hopeless humans in his charge, to lead them. Most importantly, he would gently aid them in seeing the truth that is not too far, but too often hidden behind and/or beneath dark glowering clouds. And when the eyes and the ears fall into the habit of not seeing, not hearing, not listening, to return to the real, that which must be acknowledged is nigh unto impossible much of the time. Too much of the time.

Now leave the theoretical and return to the empirical, that which is real, that which too often backs us into a corner from which we have not a clue as to how to emerge safely and soon and wiser. Instead, what we do is to repeat B, which is actually a repeat of A. And if we go back just a bit of time, we will find that X, Y and Z preceded A. It seems we are either out of ideas or if not, too lazy to perfect, and come out on the proper winning side.

Why do we do this? Why do we humans never seem to learn to do what is right, to avoid the wrong? Perhaps because those with the opportunity to maneuver themselves into positions of influence and power do indeed want to take up that opportunity. They do not wish to let it go by. Too good to pass up or so they think And the bottom line is that we find our way back to the ever-returning morass of troubles and woes and ills. Somehow, we can never see our way clear to the opening of possibilities, even to probabilities encouraging and necessary to the progress of mankind.

What I feel most difficult to understand is why the scum of the Earth rise to the top and the good of the Earth sink below the surface always enmeshed and enmired in the goop from whence they cannot escape. Are humans that stupid? Do we really think, believe, as we see in the papers and on the newscasts every day the exchange of idiotic threats and promises. None of which come true. Yet out of the mouth in ever constant flow, inanities, threats, promises, alliances, breakups, not really wishing to lead in a positive way. Instead, they really wish to lead in a manner in which nothing much is demanded of them. To exchange words tit-for-tat. A constant overflowing stream of the worst of mankind. To abjure responsibility for gross errors and for time and time again, to place humanity in times of existential threats.

And of course, being human, they make or commit these errors over and over again on the same groups of people they deem 'worthy' of hate or too weak to fight back. To retaliate meaningfully in such a manner that the evil stops on the closest dime.

I hate it. I hate those who insure its survival. Its never-ending ugliness, the bloodshed. The world threatened. As the axis trembles more and more. As the wrath and the disappointment of the Lord make themselves ever more visible. 

 Yesterday.

Today.

Tomorrow.

Can we not do better?

Do we truly not want to do better?