On the edge…

Here we are, eight days into this new year while the angry ghosts of a tumultuous past year linger still, certain to bang drums with their enraged rhetoric in the months ahead. 

There’s no need for me to reiterate concerning the many events, political and otherwise, which have now set the stage with a promise of unending drama for a somewhat fearful world audience.  What I hear, and see, most often is the constant commentary by others about how social media manages to bring every incident, inconsequential or tragic, to the forefront of public debate and much, much criticism.  True, that it does.   In reality, many of these occurrences have always taken place and any outrage over a particular situation was a matter of discussion at the office or around the dinner table.  Today, we have people engaging in verbal assaults on media websites and, of course, on various social media platforms.   As it’s often stated about cyberspace being a dangerous place, well, that’s an understatement!  It’s all out warfare with friendships disintegrating faster than political promises.

What I find most ironic is, while everyone has the right to state their opinions, that right bears a hefty price.  While some articulate their feelings better than others, any opposing views have created icy barriers in friendships that were created, even renewed, on sites like Facebook. How often do we read comments that state, “if you don’t like what I have to say, delete me as a friend!” or…there is a gradual distancing of any former playful banter that once was the norm between people.  Frankly, this really brings up the question of who a friend really is…or never was! Too many have regressed from being adults and now behave like tantrum-throwing children, engaging in one schoolyard brawl after another.  That’s definitely how I’ve been feeling in recent months.  I’m back in high school, always on the edge,  keeping my thoughts, dreams and damn opinions to myself.  

Well, almost always.  

After all,  this is my website and my stage…a place to have people read what I write and maybe laugh a little, cry, or simply look away.  I always hope that what I write will make someone stop and think about relationships, especially friendships. Some, well they aren’t to be taken too seriously because they are nothing more than proverbial candles in the wind. Others need nurturing so that they will thrive, helping people to stay connected and treat each other with respect.   It seems that too many of us have lost that ability to respect, even acknowledge, much of what we cannot change without launching emotional attacks on situations and those who don’t agree with their personal perspective.

Going forward, we will all deal with change and, trust me, I’m well aware that most will be highly critical of any powers-that-be who promise to be instrumental with the engineering of all things political.  It is what it is, can’t change the dynamics involved just… please…lose the despondency, the hatred, the negativity and look around at all that surrounds us; focus on the positives!  

This ride around the sun is getting shorter for many of us.  Enjoy it while you can.

 

 

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Living in interesting times…

This election process has been unprecedented.  The most negative part of it has been the surging divisiveness which reached almost epidemic proportions during this race for the presidency.

It’s over for some who feel the unthinkable has happened.  It’s just beginning for others, represented by the sweeping of red across the political map of our country.  Fear of the unknown can be paralyzing but we must all agree on the importance of much-needed change in our government on so many levels. 

As would be expected, social media is awash with comments from both sides and the projections of “no second term”, “no pity party” would have been directed at whichever candidate won this election.  The deluge of debate will continue long past this and many days ahead. 

It won’t be easy, just has it hasn’t been for the current leader of the free world.  We live in treacherous times.  While this election may be about the performance and policies of our government, truly, it is about each of us, our lives, our families and the future of all who follow behind. 

From the beginning, this campaign was about voting for the lesser of two evils, plain and simple.  The people of our great country have made that choice and there are no further options other than for everyone to move forward beyond the anger and disillusionment…and pray.

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Our government… teaches the whole people by its example. If the government becomes the lawbreaker, it breeds contempt for law; it invites every man to become a law unto himself; it invites anarchy. ~Louis Brandeis

 

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Princely colors…

Like most of us, I’ve grown weary of constant political diatribes and other nonsense on the news of late.  This morning, I tapped through the selection of favorite channels on the screen of my car radio, trying to find some songful distraction until I gave up and started listening to the music on my iPhone.   One of the first songs that came blaring through the speakers (yes, I like my music loud) was Little Red Corvette, by Prince, and the tune was perfect for cruising along the parkway on a sunny Spring morning.   The song finished and I scrolled through the next few songs to Raspberry Beret, thinking to myself about how several of Prince’s songs were wrapped in color.   Oddly enough, after just a few more selections, When Doves Cry came on as I rolled into work, the opening rhythm made me want to dance in my seat so I decided to sit in the parking lot until the song ended, rocking along with Prince’s lyrics.

 

The usual pile of paperwork was waiting on my desk and I logged onto Facebook to look into the social media window on my world.  Suddenly, a friend posted “Is it true?! Prince?” and I sat, just staring at the screen for a few moments until a few news bulletin alerts started popping-up, stating that this music legend had died.    Sadly, it was all very true and all I could think was that doves were truly crying over his passing.

 

The first months of this year brought the  loss of David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Patty Duke and more.   Extraordinary people, each who shared their passion and graced us by leaving their talented mark in our lives through their artistry.  And yes, I know, this is all part of life’s cycle as we each face our inevitable mortality.  I was reminded of this in the lyrics from Let’s Go Crazy.….

Dearly beloved
We are gathered here today
To get through this thing called life

We’re all excited
But we don’t know why
Maybe it’s ’cause
We’re all gonna die

And when we do 
What’s it all for 
You better live now
Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door

A comment on the web caught my eye…..“Driving that Little Red Corvette off into the sunset wearing a Raspberry Beret to keep the Purple Rain away.”  

You definitely colored our world with your music, Prince Rogers Nelson.  Two thousand zero zero never turned out to be the Armageddon we feared but we’ll party like it’s 1999 for as long as we can hear the music playing.

 Thank you!

 

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