How Did We Get Here?

I am sick to my stomach. I am scared. No, I’m beyond scared, I’m terrified. We are three days away from the most contentious election I have ever been witness to and I can not even begin to imagine what the world is going to look like in four days.

In the past year, less than a year, the level of vitriol, hate, prejudice, and downright nastiness that has been shared over the airwaves, online, and in person is beyond anything I have ever experienced. While I may be too young to remember the civil rights riots and well anything that happened before 1966, I do have memories of bigotry, segregation, and misogyny that have taken place in my lifetime. I’m also a student of history, it’s one subject I actually enjoyed in school, and firmly believe if we don’t learn from our past we are destined to repeat it over and over. Which I guess is what’s happening now.

But what really hits home about this is being a parent. My teenager is not yet old enough to vote but is old enough to be aware of what is going on in the world. The level of anxiety that this brings on for her, and in turn, me, I’m finding is difficult to describe.

It used to be that when I was a kid, I could look to the future and think “wow, I have my entire life ahead of me. There are so many amazing things on the horizon; inventions yet to be produced, cures yet to be discovered, experiences yet to be had.” We had hopes, dreams, and passions we all wanted to pursue.

When she looks to her future, she sees none of that. What she is faced with is a population that is killing off  the planet. Robbing it of its resources and life-giving habitat. Not to mention what we are doing to the animals. She is faced with consumerism being the only reason to live; make money, buy stuff, repeat. Don’t think about saving money, just keep droning on, making those dollars, paying your taxes and debts, and turning a profit for the corporate giants that are taking control of every single aspect of our lives. Keep doing this until you die.

What kind of life is that? Is this really what we’ve become?

I’m not even going to speculate what the world will look like on November 9, 2016. Because every scenario I come up with, is not good. I only hope that we can come together as a country, as a world, as a human race, and somehow get past what has been dividing us, and save humanity before it’s too late.



Tone It Down

** Note – this is a raw post, unedited, other than to correct spelling errors. It is emotionally driven, but it’s something I felt I had to post. Regular Brain Drops will resume tomorrow.  **

Tone down the rhetoric. After the horrific happenings this past weekend in Tuscon, that’s one phrase I keep hearing. But it should start at the top. When the politicians are so busy sniping at each other, finger pointing, and name calling, it’s no wonder the rest of society acts the way it does. The media doesn’t help either. They give attention to those that really shouldn’t get it, which emboldens those spouting hate and divisiveness even more. I am all for free speech, especially as a writer. But common sense and courtsey has to have a place too. This church that protests funerals – really? The people there are grieving, probably having one of the worst days of their lives, and you want to add to the misery by spewing your “free speech”. I can’t even think straight to write this right now. I’m thinking about making this a blog post, but then again, I wonder if it’s best to just keep it in my private files and not add fuel to the fire. It’s one of those things that frustrates me. I want to change the world, to make it better, but then I see things like this and it just makes me so frustrated and mad. How can we as a society accept this? Have we gotten so lazy, so apathetic, that we just accept it and live in our own little world with our blinders on. Thinking, maybe, this won’t affect me or happen to me, so I won’t do anything to change it. I’ll just go about my life and do my thing and not bother anyone else. It’s no wonder we are falling behind in so many areas. It’s no wonder we’re in debt up to our eyeballs. No one wants to take responsibiity. Maybe I should post this just the way it is, unedited, for all to see. Maybe that’s what we need, a wake up call. Maybe I think too much of myself to think that my one little blog post could be that wake up call. Then again, there is the concept of the butterfly effect – one action, leads to another, to another… I suppose I will sit on this a few days, hopefully the news will tone it down a bit. A comment from a friend on facebook “so much of this is motivated by our manic greediness” really is true also. I look at the “stories” the news is reporting and I wonder why is some of this considered news? Do we really need to know every detail of everyones lives? Can we not allow some areas to be private in the lives of the famous and the not famous people that somehow wind up on the news anyway.

I don’t have any easy answers. In fact I don’t know that I have any answers as all. But I do feel a little better now that I have gotten this out of my head.