Must We Die Quickly?

Don’t disrupt my nap now.

I’ve been re-reading a book that I haven’t read since it was first published in the early 1990’s. I find the stories by Tom Robbins quite interesting and thought provoking. Skinny Legs and All is just that—an interesting, thought provoking story that will challenge your beliefs, and might even cause your brain to hurt as you think about the ideas he puts forth. The story itself is quite entertaining, however the way he weaves in the challenges to everyday thought, and lifestyles, makes for interesting reading.

I’m going to reproduce a chapter here that I had to go back and read a couple of times. It not only made me stop and think about my life in Western culture, but life around the world. As you read this quote, keep in mind that it comes from a work of fiction which has been interwoven with snippets of fact. So, go ahead and read it, then, ask yourself, “How close to the truth did Mr. Robbins get?”

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Let’s Go To War. Is That It?

I showed a neighbor of mine the picture you see here and the first words out of her mouth was, “If there’s any spanking to be done, I wanna be first.”

I replied, “Mae, you’re 83 years old. Nobody is going to spank you.”

“No? Then, how about I spank you?” she declared and came at me with the fly swatter.

I ran to protect myself. I didn’t think I’d have any trouble outrunning her, but it was a close call. The walker she uses has wheels. Big, fast wheels. I had a helluva time staying a step ahead of her.

I say all that to say this:

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Circle The Wagons

We’re only a week into the new year and already we can see that the old year is not done with us, yet. 2020 will just not lay down and die. It will not go out peacefully. From what we witnessed yesterday we should now realize that time does not mean a thing when it comes to the despicable acts of people. Specific people, and people in general. A new year? Not hardly. Not yet.

There are very few individuals that can be held responsible for what transpired in our nation’s capital yesterday, but it puts a bad light on all of us in the eyes of the world. How many years, decades, generations will it take to recover what has been lost? I don’t think that is possible in my lifetime. What few years I have left are only a drop in the amount of water that is going to have to pass under the bridge for life to begin to return to what we once had. If it can.

I’ve always heard that one bad apple can spoil the barrel. If yesterday wasn’t proof, then I don’t know what is. When I was reading the headlines of the papers from countries around the world last night I was appalled. Their words said it all. And with such clarity. People, we have lost our standing among the nations of the world. The slide began a few years ago, but it has picked up steam in the past couple, and dropped over the precipice into the abyss of darkness yesterday.

It is now time that we circle the wagons and hope that the calvary arrives before it’s too late. I am not in position to do that on a national level, but I can sure do it on a local level. I think we all can. I would like to persuade everyone else to concentrate taking care of their own, their family, their friends. Pull them near. Hold them close. Appreciate them for who they are. Know that, as a small group, you will not be able to influence the large world, but you can sure influence and take care your small world.

If everyone were to accomplish that, then maybe, just maybe, our collective whole can do that which just one of us cannot. I never thought I’d live through what I saw yesterday. I hope I make it long enough to witness the recovery, or at least the beginning of a recovery.

Good night, Mrs. Jackson, wherever you are.