Sunday Morning Update: 12/08/24

Listen carefully to the sounds around the world. Syria’s al-Assad has disappeared. A 50-year dynasty has been deposed. What began with “Arab Spring” ended with over 500,000 dead. Some celebrate—some mourn. Others worry. Will terrorism return? Who has control of chemical weapons? Where are the Kurds? What happens to foreign bases? Humanity excels at creating complex situations and problems that are not easily solved. For all the wars and conflicts, we remain our own worst enemy.
Step away. Ignore the world and read. Spend more time in critical thought. Let the words sink deep. Mull the choice of vocabulary. Consider the implications. Parse what can be taken at face value from that which hides deeper meaning. Expand the ways you see the world.
Step away. Arm yourself with a fresh view of history. Read the books others want banned, even if you’ve read them before. Force yourself to answer the tough questions. Open more than one text at a time so that the brain in your head does not get lazy. Push your mind into unfamiliar territory. Glean wisdom from sources you’ve never known.
Step away. Give yourself time to think. Write down your thoughts. Wrestle with the words. Scratch out that last sentence and try again. Do not type with speed. Question yourself. Argue against your opinions. Let no conclusion go untested. Check the influence of your native biases. Give no ground to the mythologies of your youth.
Refill the coffee mug. The dogs that woke early now rest comfortably on the bed. Thoughts bombard my head, each fighting to be heard. What does it matter that the Eras tour has ended? What are the consequences of old shoes selling for $28 million? Fools part with money even as their own cupboards grow bare. The songs that linger now are those sung long ago. Cherished memories leave no souvenirs.
Age colours my vision. Depth of field is set by my experience. I wander. Is that the ticking of the clock or the sound of my boots as I pace the hallway? How many circles can I make before my legs collapse? I would dance but the music changes too quickly.
No one is well. We struggle to breathe. Moving brings us pain. Eating makes us ill. Medicine numbs us to the cancer that eats at our bodies. We sympathize. We empathize. Yet, we cannot help ourselves let alone give aid to others. We need… so much.
Spin around one last time. Step away.
Hold me. Close.
Sunday, January 12, 2025
What We Do Next.
G has developed an attitude that, as a parent, I find a bit disturbing but as a human, I find totally relatable. I was watching out the window yesterday as a group of men changed the tire on a car. The car was on the road, in the snow and slush. The jack, also on the snow, had raised the tire considerably higher than I would consider necessary. In my opinion, this warranted observation in the event that either the car or the jack slipped, endangering those changing the tire. I stood by, ready to call 911 should anything happen. I casually mentioned my concern to G, who responded with a callous-sounding “Not my problem.”
“Not my problem.” This wasn’t the first time I’d heard those words come from his mouth. What I’ve taken the statement to mean is something along the lines of, “Dad, I’m in the middle of a game. Don’t bother me if it’s not really important.” When he’s focused on something, he hates being distracted. I get it.
What I worry about is that attitude becoming a part of his worldview. There are already too many people who, upon hearing about the LA fires and the tragedies there, respond with, “Not my problem.” They had the same response when hurricanes ripped apart North Carolina last fall. Wars in Gaza and Ukraine? “Not my problem.” The world is going to hell. “Not my problem.”
‘Not my problem’ leads to an isolationist perspective that is dangerous. There has never been a time when it was safe to show no concern for anything or anyone outside yourself. If there is famine in one place, we must be concerned about feeding the people and solving the issue that led to the famine. Why? Because famine leads to disease and diseases spread quickly and easily outside the famine area. Why do we care if Russia invades Ukraine? Because if Russia succeeds in one place, it will quickly move on to another, such as Poland, and then another and another until it achieves world domination that benefits no one. Why do we care about Gaza? Because of the fact that should Israel get its way, an entire ancient and valuable people group could be completely and irrevocably destroyed.
Our entire civilization continues to exist because people care about the condition of other people. We have hospitals because people care. We have medicines and vaccines that work because people care. We have multiple modes of transportation because people care. When humans stop caring about anyone other than themselves, civilization collapses completely.
Does the attitude of one 16-year-old boy deeply engrossed in his video game put the world at risk? No, not at all. But the attitude of an entire nation that is only concerned with the wealth of 0.1% certainly does.
Monday begins the six-week celebration of humanity known as Maha Kumbh Mela. The Hindu sacred event draws over 400 million people to a sacred river. Hindus believe that taking a dip in the river secures their salvation, but all around the event, parties, and parades are celebrating the wonderfulness and spirituality of humanity. This is an amazing celebration of people who care about their souls, their neighbors, their country, and their beliefs. Mardi Gras, by comparison, doesn’t come close to the size and scope of Maha Kumbh Mela.
We need events that celebrate who we are. We need to be reminded on a regular basis that we do not struggle through this world alone. We need to remember that despite differences in our beliefs, where we live, and how we appear, we are still all one humanity, a fraternal gathering of both success and failure, an ecological system that supports growth and learning.
If a car falls on the person changing a tire, that’s my problem. If fire leaves over 100,000 people homeless, that’s my problem. If the price of coffee keeps going up, that’s really my problem. I don’t live in a bubble and neither do you. Exactly what we can do in any given situation might be limited, but we can always do something.
The Broadway musical, ‘How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying‘ has a wonderful take on the whole topic and I think it’s an appropriate way to end this morning’s post. Me, I’ve got you, and you, you’ve got me.
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