I can wet blanket a dinner in seconds by being too serious. By blurting out how all this death is the result of violence and greed and selfishness over generations. That we can’t seem to learn from our mistakes. That people are buried alive in rubble and suffering in hospitals or suffering elsewhere because the hospital is overflowing. T…
I can wet blanket a dinner in seconds by being too serious. By blurting out how all this death is the result of violence and greed and selfishness over generations. That we can’t seem to learn from our mistakes. That people are buried alive in rubble and suffering in hospitals or suffering elsewhere because the hospital is overflowing. That this should not be clickbait. And we murmur that the problem is structural or intractable or the fault of someone else. But underneath I think many of us are scared, less complacent. There’s so many record highs and floods and so much violence and hate. There’s fentanyl and drought and depleted aquifers and migrants and inflation and Russia. Our government is dysfunctional and our trust is shaken. And the weapons of war include hunger and thirst and no electricity for hospitals and executions of hostages. I guess it’s fortunate for others that I have no dinner invitations because i desperately need to have a honest conversation about how our separation by oceans does not mean we are separate. We are not the city on the hill, the beacon of humanity. This is about us, too.
For what it's worth, I would love a dinner guest who cares so much about justice and humanity that they're willing to admit what's REALLY on their minds that often goes unsaid :).
I can wet blanket a dinner in seconds by being too serious. By blurting out how all this death is the result of violence and greed and selfishness over generations. That we can’t seem to learn from our mistakes. That people are buried alive in rubble and suffering in hospitals or suffering elsewhere because the hospital is overflowing. That this should not be clickbait. And we murmur that the problem is structural or intractable or the fault of someone else. But underneath I think many of us are scared, less complacent. There’s so many record highs and floods and so much violence and hate. There’s fentanyl and drought and depleted aquifers and migrants and inflation and Russia. Our government is dysfunctional and our trust is shaken. And the weapons of war include hunger and thirst and no electricity for hospitals and executions of hostages. I guess it’s fortunate for others that I have no dinner invitations because i desperately need to have a honest conversation about how our separation by oceans does not mean we are separate. We are not the city on the hill, the beacon of humanity. This is about us, too.
For what it's worth, I would love a dinner guest who cares so much about justice and humanity that they're willing to admit what's REALLY on their minds that often goes unsaid :).