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I Didn’t Break The 50s!

 

Technically, I was child of the 50s.  Well at least for six months. With wild abandon I guzzled homemade milk and had a bevy of staff to cater to my every need. It was paradise.

In reality, I was a child of the 60s. I do recall watching the moon landing on a black-and-white TV. We only had three stations to watch and you had to get up to change the channel. There were no cell phones or colour TVs.  The Internet hadn’t been invented. I was a kid. I went outside and played. I scraped my knees and probably bloodied my nose a few times. We could breathe the air deeply and not worry about coughing up a lung. Most recollections are idyllic.

But the 60s was also a time of war, poverty, assassinations, racism and sickness. The history books remember the bad stuff. People try not to. It was a time of Family and single incomes. Roles were expected for men and women and children. It was only in those progressive families that young girls were allowed to dream without restrictions. I didn’t know there were restrictions. But then I didn’t know what to dream.

Times were different in the past. There was good and bad. But we evolved. That sounds like a step forward but it too comes with both good and bad. We eradicated some diseases and then created new ones. We got smart and creative in how to deal with illnesses, viruses, so they too evolved.  Now we have superbugs and inefficient medicines. Nowadays we love our children to dream without restrictions but then we stress them out with the requirements to succeed. A double-edged sword.

I am in an unrepentant optimist. I believe we will solve the problems we created. Am I naïve? Perhaps. But I look around this world and I see our children recognizing the problems and standing up. They are shaming the past and working hard towards fixing the future. Will they succeed? I hope so. I doubt I’ll be around to see everything fixed. I believe we are moving in the right direction. But this is not something that can only be on the shoulders of the children. We all need to be involved. Even if it’s only in a small way. The very least we can do is support them.

Our world is a paradise. There is incredible beauty here but we must be prepared to look and to see.  We must also be prepared to defend that paradise. We only have one world and we are all in this together. It isn’t about one group, one culture, one faction. It is all of us!

 

Consequences

 

Teen-age Johnny picked a fight.

Little did he know,

The boy that he knocked down?

Would one day run the show!

 

Tiny Sally bit the hand,

That offered her a treat.

Many years then went by,

Revenge is oh so sweet!

 

The actions of today,

Will one day come around.

And be the cause we did not see,

And wished we’d never found!

 

‘Reflect before you do.’

Our motto I should think

Because before you know it

The future is in sync!

Defying Gravity

In the interest of full disclosure, I am admitting that I’m about to go on a bit of a rant. Some of the things I say may offend a few and for that I apologize. I don’t apologize for what I’m about to impart. I think it’s high time something was said. I am quite sure I’m not the only one who has had these thoughts. It is not said with any malice but plenty of forethought.

I recently watched part of the Emmy awards program. I was surprised at how few shows I had actually seen. And I do watch TV. I think a great many of them were actually on Crave or Netflix or some other alternative to regular television.  I enjoy watching actors that I admire. There was also a touching bit about individuals, in that business, that we have lost. There were a few I didn’t know about.

Award shows have always been a magnet for people to talk about fashion. In particular, the media loves to focus on what the women are wearing. I saw a few men in comment worthy outfits but they are not the focus of my rant.

Women have fought long and hard to be worthy of accolades. There was a time when women were less important than the livestock they cared for. They have worked hard to be seen as equal to men, to be equal to men. We talk about the glass ceiling and how we are consistently breaking it. Women want to be appreciated for what they are capable of, not how they look. Or so I thought.  And then you go to an awards show. And those dresses, in many cases, defy gravity! If you don’t want to be seen as a beautiful object, then why do you dress as one? We don’t talk about men suits and what a beautiful cut they have. We talk about women’s dresses and how good/ awful/ bizarre they might be.

 

“ I can’t move or breathe or walk, But it’s great!”

 

A celebrity actually said that! Women are taped, plucked and wrapped up so they look extraordinary. It is an awful lot of work. But perhaps it is appropriate for a business that is all about the illusion. And the theme of the night seemed to be ‘breasts’.  Specifically: how little can you cover and still be considered decent.  A whole lot of taped died in pursuit of an award that night.

I am quite sure that Monday morning the call once again became ‘women should not be objectified’, unless of course it is by themselves.

 

Rant completed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our Baggage

 

What do you carry

In the baggage you hold?

How tight do your keep

Your grip?

 

Do you shuffle and fold

And occasionally toss

The items you carry

Each day?

 

Are they heavy and cold

Or cheerful and light?

Do you keep

Under lock and key?

 

Do you share what you have

With those you hold dear?

Or hide them away

Forever?

 

Perhaps it is time

To reveal what you have

To lighten the burden

You hold.

 

Each of us owns

Some baggage we hide

So don’t be afraid

To unpack.

Kind

Simple word.  Easy to say. Maybe not so easy to do.  Oh wait!  What does it actually mean? Well, it means:  things that are similar as in the same kind of music, the same kind of people.  It also means to be nice, to be considerate or helpful. That is the tough one.

Kindness is not a fashion statement from a bygone era, it is not an archaic anachronism that has no place in modern society. It is the means by which we will survive and flourish. “Survival of the fittest!” was the battle cry from Darwin but he wasn’t the first to broach it.  As a bare concept it has merit.  Stronger organisms preclude extinction.  Except that is only the first step.

Few species survive alone.  Some do but even they must come together to procreate. If you look around at the rest, they are in groups. It is easier to find food, to raise young and for protection.  In order to survive as a species, there needs to be cooperation.

Kindness is a human concept we often attribute to the animal kingdom. Watch the tenderness elephants show to each other.  Along with the fierceness when the group is threatened. Watch adult lions play with their cubs.  We could learn a lot from observing that animal kingdom.  But we see ourselves as the apex predator, the boss.  We are not.  Individually we could be taken out by many creatures.  (and occasionally are!)  It is only our technology that gives us the upper hand.  And we don’t play fair.

We kill from a distance with powerful weapons or slowly by eroding habitat and poisoning the air and water.  We really don’t play fair.  One-on-one, we would lose. The animal kingdom has adapted itself for survival in the world.  We have adapted the world to suit us.

How we live in that world is how we will flourish.  Be kind.  We are all in this together.  There are those who believe in the survival of the fittest and they will die alone, as the fittest.  But it takes a village to raise a child, to have a life.  If all you want is the trophy, then take it.  We need to get back to living.

Who’s In Charge?

 

Politicians spout views

From the top of the stage

Their thoughts for the future

They want to engage.

 

Teachers have knowledge

They need to impart

The children are learning

Their places to start.

 

Parents should guide us

From the day we are born

That job never finishes

But often we’re torn.

 

But if we live with Faith

Then the answer is clear

God guides my path

It Is He I hold dear.

 

Who is in charge?

Was the question I asked

And the answer was given

And so I’ll hold fast.

 

The Lord is my shepherd

And the world is so large

But He’ll keep me safe

Because He is in charge.