Stormy Days


It came.

A little rough.

The weather. And, other things.

In Southeastern Louisiana, we went from warm sunny days to cold wet days. In a matter of hours. It’s cold enough that we had to heat the house. The weather predictions are calling for rain tomorrow.

If that continues to hold up, Super Sunday will be postponed. It’s one thing to walk in the rain during a second line. It’s very different with Mardi Gras Indian suits. Thousands of dollars have been invested in the creation of one of them. With feathers, beads, sequins and what not, they are fairly fragile. We’ll see. Because of the fees they pay to the city for police protection and street clean up, they’ll call it sometime today. Or, not.

And, then.

A few months back I asked you to comment on hate. And, what seems to be an all-pervasive anger. I wanted to know why. I wanted your opinions. We all sort of danced around it. We didn’t come to any conclusions.

It’s a hard topic.

Then it happened again. A mass shooting. In New Zealand. To Muslim people praying in their mosques during Friday Prayers. 49 people died. A total of 89 were shot. This time, we know a white supremacist allegedly did it. Maybe with help from others. The shootings were spread live via Facebook. When Facebook took down the site, it had already been spread via sharing to all social media platforms.

A global event. That hurts every one of us. Anybody that I know is in mourning.

So.

Hate. We couldn’t come to a conclusion the last time I posed the question. Maybe we can this time.

For me, it’s getting clearer. The roots of hate come from fear. I’d like to say from stupidity, but this (or these guys) guy was fairly smart. His manifesto was long and detailed in a fairly intelligent way. It wasn’t one of those rambling things. He knew how to leverage social media for maximum effect.

Fear.

Fear of everything that is different. Fear of people unlike himself. The belief that people different from himself wanted his life and stuff. That they are on a world-wide quest for domination. It doesn’t help that national leaders are stoking the fear. It doesn’t help that the so-called leader of the United States spreads this fear, champions dictators and threaten us with his “tough guy” backers, bikers and military who he claims love him.

That has just stoked the fires of all the other fearful people. What did former fixer Michael Cohen say? That he fears for a peaceful transition if the president is voted out of office. Or, even in 2,024 when term limits apply.

Does this mean the United States is a banana republic? Nah. Not yet. That’ll take some doing. But, POTUS is trying to do just that.

That’s my thinking.

What about yours?

One more thing. Have a good thought, pray, or do whatever you do. For our brothers and sisters in New Zealand. They are us. We are them.

 

 

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4 Comments

  1. I was one of the foolish people who went to Twitter as soon as the news of the shooting, and was exposed to video I wish I could “un-see.” It was still early enough on the west coast that I was reading on my tablet and the news broke, so I went quickly to Twitter. I was not expecting anything like what I saw, and I wish I had not.

    I am always disappointed in the way the President responds in time times like this, when it would be such a perfect opportunity to pull us all together, at home and around the world. But no. It’s a very sad time. Again.

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    1. I didn’t. I served in a war. I know what that kind of human carnage looks like. Luckily, I didn’t add to it.

      Most folks in the news biz and even in gov’t are saying, after Sunday’s tweetfest, that the president is slipping mentally. Even George Conway, Kellyanne’s husband is saying that. 29 tweets on Sunday. A Sunday The White House is claiming he went to church.

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      1. I’ve heard the comments about him slipping, and it seems to be that’s really true. It’s alarming on a very grand scale. And for now, Twitter and I are on a break!

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