
Wind does not whistle past my window; it trumpets, screams, and roars. Feral cats scurry for cover. Random debris blows across the yard. Each gust feels like ice. One coat is not enough. Sending children off to school in such cold feels like cruelty. ‘When I was a kid’ does not apply here. This is different weather. This is a new existence. Check in at the nearest heating vent, pull a blanket over your head, and sleep.

Vic’s surgery was “difficult but successful.” He is back home but doesn’t seem to be able to relax. The face-down position he’s supposed to maintain is not comfortable. He has to be that way until at least Saturday. He sees the doctor again today. His situation reminds us of our father’s struggles.
You say you want a Revolution Well, you know We all wanna change the world You tell me that it's evolution Well, you know We all wanna change the world But when you talk about destruction Don't you know that you can count me out You say you got a real solution Well, you know We'd all love to see the plan You ask me for a contribution Well, you know We are doing what we can But if you want money for people with minds that hate All I can tell you is brother you have to wait You say you'll change the constitution Well, you know We all want to change your head You tell me it's the institution Well, you know You'd better free your mind instead But if you go carrying pictures of Chairman Mao You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow
Is this 1968 all over again? We dismissed Lennon’s words the first time around. Revolution never came. The Constitution never changed. No one had a real solution. I hear the voices screaming in anger, but anger alone makes nothing better. Assassinating a CEO does not give anyone better healthcare. Shooting at helpless children does not remove the stain of religion. Committing acts of genocide does not justify one’s position.
Screaming about how bad things are going to be does nothing to stop ‘things’ from being bad. We all want to see a plan. Others have a plan. Where is ours? Who is going to lead? Who is going to stand at the front of the line and announce the charge? Be sure, the enemy has a plan; they’ve shown it to us. Over half of us voted for their plan. This is their revolution.
Even the best and most elaborate plans fail. People still die of hunger. Young men are still asked to give their lives. The least of us still struggle to survive. If you say you want justice, you must first show mercy. If you say you want peace, you must first show compassion. One does not merely speak change into being. One must act. Two must act. Together, we must all act. A movement of music might lead everyone to sing, but what motivates us to march?
Milking the cow is messy. The price of coffee continues to rise. Who decides if we should die?
A beautiful building does not make the mythology real. A paper report does not return lives lost to injustice.
Words are merely interruptions in the quiet of nature. What have you accomplished in sharing your memes? Whose life is improved when you express your outrage? We are not prepared to change anything if we are not comfortable with the sacrifices required. Would the Franks be welcome in your home? Would you destroy the infrastructure of the oligarchy if it meant no streaming service?
Do not give me more words. The noise in my head is already too great a burden to bear. Show me your action, your compassion, and your mercy.
Saturday Morning Update: 12/07/24
Breakfast was being served: coffee and eggs. Some anticipated going dancing, while others discussed last night’s date. It was a normal Sunday morning, until it wasn’t—7:45 AM. Some say the President knew. Some say there had been warnings. Sailors were caught by surprise. Chaos ensued.
49 Nakajima B5N Kate bombers armed with 800 kg (1760 lb) armor-piercing bombs. 40 B5N bombers armed with Type 91 torpedoes. 51 Aichi D3A Val dive bombers armed with 550 lb (249 kg) general-purpose bombs. 43 Mitsubishi A6M “Zero” fighters for air control and strafing. Early forms of radar couldn’t tell the difference. No one sounded a warning.
More than 3,500 military and civilian casualties. 900 bodies remain entombed on the USS Arizona. “A day that will live in infamy,” the President said. Only 16 who were there are still living.
Ask the nearest teenager if they know the significance of this day. I asked mine, one of the smartest kids I know. He didn’t have a clue. He’s not alone. We’ve forgotten what it’s truly like to be at war against fascism. We’ve forgotten the toll the war took on the entire world. Too many still deny the reality. Too many want to bring fascism back.
For decades after, we remained obsessed with the topic of war. Movies from Casablanca to Schindler’s List recounted the many ways the war turned relationships on their ears, gave rise to the question of who to trust, and reminded us of the horrors of evil. We watched with rapt attention. We vowed to never let it happen again.
Then, we elected fascism to the White House. We’ve given the enemy control. The talk is now of tariffs, with no understanding that Japan’s attack on Pearl Harbor was in retaliation for US sanctions. We think we’re too big to be at risk. So did every soldier, sailor, and Marine who died on this day. We will never be too big. We can always be brought to our knees.
Under the guise of “freedom,” we now have apps that facilitate mothers abusing children for those who like to watch. The assassination of an oligarch yields both rage and glee. We involve ourselves in affairs as though we have a moral imperative while our choices of leaders reach new lows of immorality and inhumanity.
The men and women who died at Pearl Harbor on this day in 1941 perished in vain if we do not maintain a country that stands against fascism. We’ve lost the meaning of their sacrifice if we allow a felon and his oligarchs to feast on those who are poor, immigrant, and LGBTQIA+. We have no dignity as a nation if we do not recognize the obligation we have to protect the country and the world against hate.
The infamy of this date continues. Remember Pearl Harbor. Remember the souls lost. Remember your responsibility.
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