I want to be positive, really I do.
I try hard to focus on gratitude these days – I have so much to be truly and deeply thankful for. I live a simple life with The Oracle; sometimes we get a little overbooked or overwrought – don’t we all.
We work at a great company – stable, making the right decisions for the longevity of its business, which of course benefits the employees in countless ways.
We have a great faith and are part of a loving parish family.
And it is that last that I cling to in these days – days of unrest and violence in a world that seems to be unraveling all over the place.
We have ISIS – torturing people for their faith. Isolating thousands of people just because they are different than what ISIS says is the only way to be.
James Foley is beheaded by ISIS. The president gives an address and then goes and plays his umpteenth to the 100th power round of golf. It’s so bad that now ISIS – is using the president’s feckless, reckless and moronic behavior to taunt us and to recruit new members to its cause. See, they say – the president of the most powerful country in the world does nothing more than grieve at the loss of a citizen, but can’t grieve enough to be aware of the optics of playing golf afterwards.
Michael Brown – dear lord if there is a story I’m so sick of reading about, it’s that one. A young black thug robs a convenience store, is high on weed and ends up dead by a white police officer – and everyone loses their minds. Rumors are rampant, speculation is the order du jour. Anything to keep the other headlines off the top of the page. And while the White House sends THREE federal government representatives to the funeral of an 18 year old man killed under circumstances that hardly make him a poster-boy against police brutality … James Foley – murdered while doing his job by enemies of this country - gets his state’s officials but no federal representation.
In the meantime, Ralph Weems IV, a white man, is beaten by a mob of 20 black men; his injuries are so severe that he’s in a medically-induced coma; his friend, another white man, was also seriously injured. Mr. Weems was told not to go inside a restaurant because the crowd there – all black – were upset over the death of Michael Brown and were looking for some rough justice and retribution. So Mr. Weems leaves – and is followed by the aforementioned mob. Beaten and likely brain damaged in retaliation for a killing that happened several hundred miles away and of which he had no part. And the local police have already stated – not a hate crime.
I have to laugh now at the term “hate crime” – because those 20 black men followed Mr. Weems and his friend because they liked them and wanted to have a waffle with them. No, no hatred here folks – move along. But swap the skin color and watch the world explode about hate crimes. Seems to me that all violent crimes have their seeds in some kind of hatred – so why is one portion of the population protected when another is not.
So that race-baiting monsters like Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson have something to do. So that the media can keep our attentions focused away from the more pressing – and more sinister – matters at home and abroad.
And meanwhile...the heinous deaths in Benghazi of Christopher Stevens, Sean Smith, Tyrone Woods and Glen Doherty continue to go unanswered.
Turns out – those IRS e-mails of Lois Lerner weren’t lost; it’s just too cumbersome to retrieve them from the back-up system. Well sure, instead of actually, you know – DOING YOUR F’ING JOB – just lie and otherwise obfuscate to cover up the truth of the illegality of your actions.
Iraq continues to devolve on a daily basis. And the president – the one who 2 years ago took out the last troops claiming we were leaving a stable government in that country, today says he wasn’t the one to end it there. No boots on the ground – but drones in the sky.
Syria continues to devolve on a daily basis. Again, no boots on the ground but now – drones in the sky.
We are a country with no leadership, no foreign policy that does anything except hold a press conference then retreat to the back nine.
The world is going mad and it’s getting more difficult with each passing day to feel safe in my simple life.