Gratitude Sunday: Hope For 2020

Gratitude * Sunday

Quote of the Week
“It is hard to interest those who have everything in those who have nothing.” Helen Keller

Sunday Haiku
Black clouds waver past
bright clear moon, hiding, winking,
brief glimpses of light.

Sunday Musings
Last week I was looking at the bright side, trying to stay positive about America, Americans, and the state of the world. I want to say the state of the world has little impact on our lives, but that’s a lie, because everything is connected. It’s that butterfly effect thing. In the past I hesitated to delve this deeply into politics on this blog (not terribly successfully, I’m afraid) because politics is individual like religion, but simply put, I fear for our country and our world. I was worried during Vietnam but not like the level I’m experiencing now. I’ve even avoided watching the news and it doesn’t seem to help. There is a vibration of fear and anger in this nation like I’ve not experienced in my adult life.

In the highest governmental office in our nation the United States of America has an uneducated, narcissistic, impulsive, non-politically trained man with the language skills of a third grader and the thought patterns about the same, who is behaving unilaterally without advice from career professionals. In normal language he is behaving as a dictator. I did not vote for him. I saw who and what he was the minute he came down that escalator. I’ve been conned before, and as the saying goes, once burned twice shy. I recognize con-men and run away screaming from them.

We have 17,000 troops now in the Middle East with the newest three thousand being sent this week. Troops is such a non-descriptive word. These are men and women with families and from families, who chose the military as a career, people who eat and sleep just like us, not replaceable robots. If you ask your friends and extended family my guess is you will find at least one person with a family member deployed in the Middle East; in the past three days I’ve learned of three families with a soldier in the Middle East. The family members here in the US are deeply concerned. They are now all at risk because one man, without discussion with Congress, decided to assassinate a leader in another country. Trump made this decision and ordered this action while partying with his friends at his country club (on taxpayer money). He told his children, but not Congress.

I am simplistic. I’m not a political science professor, or a history or sociology professor. I can’t explain all the political details of why what he has done is so, so wrong. I can tell you America was not set up to operate under the word of one man. He is breaking norms I am not comfortable being broken. For whatever golden spoon trump was born into, he has turned it into a lead shovel and is digging us all into a deep unfathomable hole.

I am realistic. I’ve watched the pattern of this man’s behavior because he loves to be on camera, and when he thinks he is at risk he makes a distraction. No matter the distraction, it is usually a bigger mess that must be cleaned up and he never does his own clean up. He is impeached; that much is fact; he missed his window to resign with a modicum of dignity. He will be going to trial in the Senate this month. Distracting with an assassination seems a perfect deflection to him.

I am not a predictor. I cannot guess what a narcissistic psychopath might do, especially one who thinks he has the power to do whatever he wants. He said he alone could “fix” America; it’s on film. He’s indeed doing what he said but he’s fixing it to his own benefit and to the detriment of so many of the rest of us, never thinking about the constituents he’s supposed to represent.

I’ve spent 50 years of my life trying to help leave this world a better place than when I arrived. I did not have the great fortune to be born into wealth, instead I have the joys, pitfalls, and triumphs of fighting against generational poverty. Then this man comes along, a man who has had more blessings than most in his life, at least financially, and he wants to erase every advance we’ve made for the good of the greatest number of constituents. I cannot remember being this upset over politics in my adult life time. I loathe seeing an ignorant wrecking crew gangster family destroy our democracy for their own personal profit, and that’s what I see happening.

I dislike politics. Politics are convoluted, twisted, and easily distorted by the news. Somehow what should be simple black and white are all these crazy shades of gray. It’s like statistics. Statistics can say anything you want them to; it’s what you say about the numbers and how you present the numbers to say whatever you are saying about the numbers, and the statements can be twisted to say anything with the numbers to back them up depending on how it’s stated. See how twisted that was? I’m not sure I understand what I just said, but I know what I mean. It’s like a game of “telephone”; when we share political information every person puts their own twist on it and in the end nobody is sure what really happened or what actually was said. Then there is “spin” on purpose, which I see and hear coming from the mouths of so many career politicians in the last three years, and I fear what nefarious deeds will be revealed in the future.

I am helpless. I cannot do anything about what is happening. I’m an old fat white woman who doesn’t drive after dark any more, whose income is barely enough to keep ends together. My job doesn’t involve politics, but my work insists on it. We have a duty as citizens to say when our nation is being violated.

I am pragmatic. I have to rely on the people I pay to represent me to stop this lunatic from killing our world.

I am hopeful. I hope clearer headed adults will step in and stop the current actions of a man who thinks only about himself. I hope citizen opinions prevail as I’m sure Americans do not want more war. I hope to keep my mind on positive healing energy, to put my actions to supporting voting rights and the forward action of a truly democratic nation. I hope to keep this man from four more years stealing our tax money and ruining peaceful world progress.

I have only my voice and hope. I won’t be beating you over the head with my opinions for the rest of the year; how boring! I am going to limit what I say, though I will encourage you to vote, every time you can, for everything you can; we want out voices to continue to count. Onward into the future. No one knows what will happen next. I hope the right, and justice, and morality, and ethics prevail.

Color Watch – colorful attractions in my neighborhoods this week – Shades of blue and gray as technology supports nature. One of my favorite gray-brown fences strung with green lights. Sunbeam reveals shades of gray on a lovely fat rock with a mossy cap. White naked tree is beautiful. The enticing curls of brilliant yellow dandelions.

Current View – {These are only my opinions about movies and books, but don’t let me stop you from trying these reviewed items yourself; your opinion may differ.} In Cold Blood (1967, rated R), with Robert Blake and Scott Wilson, from the Truman Capote true crime novel about the 1959 murder of a family of four in Holcomb, Kansas. The actual home the murder took place in was used to make the film. Filmed in black and white, we look into the criminal mind. * Vicky Cristina Barcelona (2008, rated PG – 13) with Scarlett Johansson, about two young women who get to have a couple months of adventures in Barcelona.

Currently Reading – I’m in between fiction novels right now, but I’m only one library visit away from a new read. * Blowout (2019, non-fiction world politics and the oil industry) by Rachel Maddow. It’s about politics. It’s about greed. It’s about nefarious shenanigans. I’m taking my time learning how the wealthy rip us off to line their pockets.

This week I have been grateful for:

  • Spending my first ten minutes of the new year, new decade in the fresh midnight air, feeling the wind against my skin, watching the fireworks neighbors were sending off.
  • The fireworks being over quickly. In past years they’ve gone on for hours keeping me awake. I think it reflects a subdued sensibilty for the new year.
  • Spending some time organizing my computer files and deleting old emails.
  • Distracting myself with cleaning. I have an abundance of cleaning to be done.
  • Hubster’s contributions to my own tool box so I don’t keep bugging him for his tools. What’s that they say about a newly retired spouse getting underfoot? Somebody has to clean.
  • Automatic next day projects as yesterday’s still faces me where I left it.
  • So many treasures tucked away in corners.
  • Old toothbrushes for cleaning tiny corners and crevices of treasures.
  • Finding stuff in my magically abundant house.
  • Finding stuff I wonder why I kept.
  • Finding stuff that has definitely died while not being used for who knows how long.
  • The boxes and bags set to go to the trash bin and goodwill.
  • The relief of being rid of some stuff.
  • Mastering the vacuum.
  • Changing the looks of freshly cleaned spaces, by not putting it all back the same way it was.
  • A mild winter so far.
  • Craving Oregon asparagus and Oregon strawberries, only five months!
  • Water.

Hoping you have a lovely week.

Namaste. Peace. Blessings.

Floral ribbon border by Laurel Burch

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