Let’s begin with this extremely distressing, but very moving brief clip…
I grew up in the Midwest when America was still proud to be a melting pot of immigrants. We weren’t taught to hate or discriminate. I was wide-eyed and hopeful just like little Rachel in this video. I had friends who went to the Peace Corps and I became a journalist. We were all working for Peace and Truth in our own way… believing if people had facts they would do the right thing.
What an eye-opening journey this life has been. I’m over 60 now and things seem so much worse than I could have imagined. I was sure that after JFK, RFK & MLK were killed, after Watergate, and after the long, horrifying Vietnam war ended, surely there would be peace in the world, or at least here in America. But no. The never-ending conflict in the Middle East raged on and the USA was in the thick of it. Continue reading
Without a long academic analysis of the phenomenon called the Butterfly Effect, I want to use the concept to bring together two divergent viewpoints– the enlightened approach versus what we now call #Trumpism. Definitions will emerge, just as a butterfly does.
I used the term Butterfly Effect while writing about my current intense grief over losing my 17 1/2 year old. She was my K9, but that does not diminish my sadness. Rather than call everyone I know to cry and lament over my loss, I tried to take a more zen approach. Continue reading
or the last laugh? With a little time to reflect on the spectacle of the past few days, maybe this McCain-planned week of “hero tribute” and flag waving was a final flip off to #Fake45. It was no secret that Trump was persona non grata (aka uninvited.)
During the nationally televised funeral of Senator John McCain I first felt inspired seeing former presidents and political enemies mingling. We later learned this bi-partisanship was created by assigned seating that purposefully mixed political foes, men and women, and various ethnicities. Very clever, Mr. McCain.