Silence

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The silence is overwhelming.  Yes, people are talking.  Discussing.  Debating.  Voicing their opinions.  But there is a silence in the land, a void of consciousness not in sound but in action.  It’s in the air.  There is hate in the air. 

Crying can be felt as well as heard.  Do you feel it?  Sadness.  Confusion.  Thousands of children, men, and women are crying.  Feelings of loss.  Any mother or father, brother or sister, can sense it and cries inside if not outside.  We still must go to work, shop for groceries, get on with day-to-day activities.  But the sadness of what is becoming somewhat accepted in this land eats at and consumes hearts, minds, and souls.  It is a plague.  Rotten.  To the core.

Turn on the TV.  Watch the news.  Listen to lies.  Watch faces of liars.  Some liars smile like elves, and others wave their arms in the air and say, “Believe me”.  But they’re all liars.  Selfish, soulless, immoral liars.  In their effort to place blame on others, they go against everything that is good and loving.  They try to distract from their own acts.  But these are not children.  They are not hiding cookies stolen from some cookie jar.  They are grown men and women who feel they have power over others, and they intend to use it.  “Who cares if children get hurt.”  That’s what they think as their mouths spew forth words of “It’s not my fault”, or “Arm the teachers”, or “But god says….”.  Liars.  They lecture about being pro-life, and yet happily separate children from their mothers, as they quote from bibles.  Sending thoughts and prayers.  They lecture about being good people, yet they watch as children are murdered on an almost weekly basis in our schools and streets.  And they send their thought and prayers.

The bully sits at the head of the table shaking his fist and calling names.  Grown men cower.  Grown men cower.  Grown men who have been elected to protect the constitution cower and praise the bully.  In front of cameras!  Smiling!

People talk.  On TV it’s one channel against another.  One show praises and defends the wickedness.  If you squint your eyes just so, you can feel, smell, the acrid odors coming through the monitors into your homes.  They revel in the idea of an administration which is overtly putting into motion laws and actions that hurt those who are not in their favor.  And they smile.  This makes them happy.    

Others speak of laws and debate over what can be done.  Their intentions are good.  They care.  They educate.  Their concern is real, and it is felt.  But, it passes quickly as, without realizing it, they bring the bullies back into the room and give them more air time.  More showtime.  It’s part of what keeps the bullies bad and glad.  They are the stars once again.

We need leaders.  Strong leaders who will not wilt and crumble under the loudness of the tyrant.  Let the others do their work behind the scenes to build a cell wall around the bullies, but in the meantime, we need leaders.  I do not want to live in Nazi America.  I see the beginning of concentration camps and it is concerning.  Frightening.  Maddening.  We cannot let this happen.

We need leaders.  Honest, caring, strong leaders.  Martin Luther King, Jr. is gone.  Loved forever.  Never forgotten.  We need someone with his strength.  His dedication.  Man or woman, it makes no difference. 

This feels like the 60s.  Protesting, caring about the planet and all living things.  The changes that came out of that era are with us today. Change didn’t happen overnight, and it wasn’t without struggles, because change takes time.  And hard work.

But how much time do we have now?  The bullies are gathering on the sidelines and amassing strength and weapons.  They light torches.  Scream at and confront people in parks, parking lots and stores, people they don’t know but have decided they just don’t like.  Ugly contorted faces lean out of car windows and try to intimidate.  Then, they praise the bully.  

The Resistance is growing.  I believe the Resistance will cut through the wall of hate that is trying to engulf America.  I believe.  Let’s resist together.  Let’s break the silence.

Happy New Year 2018

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January 2018

We can only do the best we can with what we have to work with at that time.

Hindsight helps decisions made in the future, but tests that are in-the-moment often challenge our hearts, souls and minds. We are in the midst of one of those times. Thought-provoking. Inflammatory. Confusing. What will we do to save our country, our planet, and our fellow beings?

Hate isn’t the answer, yet there are so many haters and schemers who have emerged to fly their vile flags in our faces. They push, shove, yell, lie, try their best to intimidate. They are like schoolyard bullies. Some on the schoolyard shake in their shoes, others whisper that the bullies are A-holes, and others leave the scene. But we all know that bullies will only get bigger and nastier without a challenger or two.

Emotions swing back and forth between anger and depression. What to do? What to do? Not sure, but I do know we can’t just sit back, wring our hands and lament of what could have been. We must take a stand, hold that stand until the tides turn, and then we must continue to fight to ensure the poisonous quills of hate are rendered immobile.

MTK day is stamped on my calendar as Monday, January 15th. Honoring his deeds and spirit should be an everyday occurrence, and a constant celebration of humanity. Humanity that values every person and every living thing on this planet.

There was a poster in the 60s with the words “War is Not Healthy for Children and Other Living Things”, and this continues to ring true. Every Day. We are in a war to save the progress we have made in the past 50 years. A war that truly had only begun and it needs our attention, our nurturing, and our protection. We must continue on this path. Period.

We must march. Vote. Pass legislation. Run for office. Be gatekeepers for our country and its people. ALL of its people.

We shall overcome.