Tuesday, October 15, 2013
A POX ON THE CONGRESS
It is probably my age.
Or perhaps it is the month of October: a month of ghost and goblins and ghouls – Oh my!
But, the debt ceiling fight and the government shutdown seems totally out of place at this time of the year: a time of harvest – a time of food and friends and fairs and celebration from a year of toil.
I have said before that I can’t seem to get goaded into depression about what seems now to be business as usual in
People are posting dooms day scenarios on what Rachel Maddow calls the internet machine.
But in reality: all of this will end in just one way. We will grow old and infirmed or diseased or suffer an accident – and then we all die. We will get put in the ground, or cremated and have our ashes in an urn – or some not so lovable relative will flush us down the toilet. Whatever the outcome; when this happens, we won’t care about the debt ceiling or governments or political parties.
And then two or three generations in the future – when we are long forgotten – people will still be exasperated with their politicians; liberals will be disgusted with the way the rich treat the poor; and people with hearts and brains will be protesting the next war.
Things move on but stay the same. You can’t walk in the same river twice, but the river is still there. This slipstream of time that man has created – and mankind him and her self – are relevant only in the small self-centered ego of our species.
We change the things we can and accept the things we can’t change.
We are approaching the season of All Hallows Eve when the dead can walk - in our minds. We should use this season to put things in perspective.
Celebrate this season.
A pox on the Congress.