Anger

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All of humanity, no matter race, belief, gender et al, are human beings living on this tiny blue marble in the middle of a life-killing vacuum. We are not separate. We are one.                                 –Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Friends. I live in the United States. The United States is currently a shit show. The irony is my little piece of the United States is pretty okay. I am white, straight, middle class and live in a more liberal-minded state.

I am protected by the sheer nonsense of my birth and my class.

But others. Other humans beings? Those who do not fall in the above-mentioned categories?

And my country?

Fuck.

Dumpster fire.

And I am so angry. So so angry. Hand-shaking angry. Sick to my stomach angry. Feeling hopeless and lost and uncertain in these times because my fellow human beings are being threatened and killed.

Because babies in this great country are being gunned down in the hallways of their schools. Because MY baby could be the next one.

Because other babies who happen to have darker skin are being gunned down by other humans whose responsibility is to protect them.

Because miscarriages might be considered 2nd-degree murder soon.

Because human beings that happen to have dark skin, and happen to not be born on the right side of an imaginary line, are dying in concentration detention centers all because they are desperately trying to find a better life for their children.

Because those CHILDREN are dying in these centers.

I am.

Just.

Do we not care about one another anymore? Is our society so broken into Us and Them that we can’t see the sheer humanity of another human being?

I’ve been on a deadline this week so I’ve been putting off writing up the episode three of Ulysses. But also, as I struggle to read Joyce, to understand his Ireland, I find myself continuously pulled back to my country now, in the 21st century.

I thought we were so much further along, friends. So much further along. I thought we understood that to thrive as a species we must see ourselves in others thereby caring for and helping one another.

But instead.

We are so filled with hatred. And fear. So much fear.

It is poisoning the well, friends, and I stare at it and have no idea how to cleanse the water.

Anyway.

This post is to apologize that episode three will not go up this week. I will get back to it next week. And if this post strikes you in such a way that you immediately want to yell at me about gun rights, or I don’t know, immigration issues that are anything but that we should help them… please go somewhere else.

Much love to those readers who are struggling right now. Much love to the parents and guardians who are sending their children to school every day with the niggling fear in the back of their brain. Solidarity to those who are struggling with understanding, patience, peace, and kindness in the face of so much bigotry, hatred, and cruelty.

I suppose all we can do is work, individually and quietly for a better world and in the meantime, try not to lay down in defeat.

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