October 11, 2023
Well, the temperature sure has
dropped over the last few days. There’s a bit of a bite to the wind, and the essence
of dampness lingers. Our family Thanksgiving supper has been postponed until next
Monday, and that’s neither unexpected nor a problem.
One does much better navigating
through life if one is willing to be flexible.
This past weekend our grandson
who lives here in town came over to help with bagging some of the leaves and
the many, many walnuts that had to that point fallen to the ground. More than ten
bags of yard debris await in the shed for next week, when the next scheduled yard-waste
collection will be held.
But don’t worry, that’s not
the end of our contributions to the autumn leaf collection this year, not by a
longshot. You see, the very next day after our grandson’s hard work, more
leaves and walnuts littered the sidewalk and the street (and yes, even my car).
And we’re only talking about the walnut tree. The maple trees across the road
are just beginning to turn color. I have no doubt that, as usual, when those maples
begin to drop their leaves, the prevailing breezes will deposit a great many of
them on our property, and thereby making them our responsibility.
That’s only fair, since we
were able to enjoy the sight of those trees all summer, free of charge.
I predicate a great many of my
actions and principles in this life on the concept of fairness. Fairness is not
a law. It’s an ideal. Something that one may choose to aspire to if one chooses
to.
As you all unlikely know by
now, I’m not a fan of horror movies. Nor of horror realities. I’ve been sitting
here trying to think of words that I could use to let you know my stance on the
overseas events of this past Saturday.
I’m not sure I have any words
that will add anything at all to any understanding of the situation. I do sense
a similarity—I’ll dub it an attitudinal similarity—between the slaughter
that began in Israel on Saturday October 7th and the behavior in the
U. S. House of Representatives on October 3rd.
Getting rid of a Speaker of
the House because you didn’t get all the candies you wanted has never been done
in the history of the U.S. Congress. This was nothing less than the ousting of
a speaker for self-serving, and in my opinion childish motives. Like a playground
disagreement taken to Def Con status because of immature acting out by spoiled bullies
who, when they don’t get their way, want to destroy the sandbox and the
playground.
That feels like the same base
behavior that, taken to the worst extreme, resulted in the terrorist attack
this past Saturday. A handful of undisciplined recalcitrant bullies whose
entire existence is predicated on the destruction of an entire ethnic group
decided to go on a killing spree.
I don’t know all the intricate
ins and outs of the more recent history of the relationship between that hate
group and the internationally recognized country it’s in. What I do know is
that the murdering of men, women, and children—the decapitation of babies, may
God have mercy—none of that has a place in civil, twenty-first century society.
There is no place on this
earth for behavior like that. And, in my opinion, there should therefore be no
place on this earth for those who so gleefully commit that kind of savagery.
Love,
Morgan
https://www.bookstrand.com/morgan-ashbury
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