And when I look out a window, I know I’ll never see a bizarre or unfortunately altered world. Yet, I know that when I look into a mirror, I’m at peace with the image staring back at me, because it’s not distorted by phony values and, its beliefs are firmly held. Oh, others no doubt did better, and some may have even outdone me by putting forth what for them should be considered a half-hearted effort. But I know my social, political, and religious views are as valid and as controversial as anyone else’s.Īnd I know that I can truthfully say at the end of each day that during it I did the best I could. I’m only a “consumer” of all I learn is happening around me, and in the scope of Earth’s total population, of course I am (as is everyone else) very small. And mine has always been that I’ve always known who and what I really am. And that made me wonder, even if they’re not that concerned with human life, wouldn’t the so-called radical environmentalists at least object to all the needless pollution and waste of natural resources that this unjustified invasion is producing?īut I suppose that everyone has to find his or her own “acceptance” of time as it passes. And I saw a lot of buildings being destroyed. And then I saw the news reports of the suffering and death this unprovoked attack was causing. They appeared on various media formats and, while shaking figurative fingers at America, pledged to save the republic! Oh, the great liberal Saviors! And they supposed they’d covered themselves in glory! So, let us now thank our Higher Masters that we, as mere peasants, lacking the keen intellect and superior art of expression manifested by those leftists, have them and their supposed altruism to guide us!īut doesn’t it seem as though news-wise we continually go from one catastrophe to another? I mean, I was barely recovering from Covid and the “fallout” of the street kneeling, when suddenly I was confronted with the fact that Earth’s largest nation (land size wise) had invaded one of its much smaller neighbors – and apparently for no good reason. It seemed a group of pathetic left-wingers attempted to “capitalize” on the wrongdoing of others.

Recently, on the one year anniversary of the attack on our nation’s capital, I found myself thinking back to the events of Janubut then also pondering the wretched press coverage those events engendered. And I’ll continue now with more examples of what I’ve just described. And then I wonder what effects those misdeeds will have upon mankind in the present, and as they slip farther into history.

And that fear of fictional characters performing in plots they cannot satisfactorily cope within, then often leads me to ponder and/or express viewpoints concerning unfortunately real, and sometimes unnecessarily performed misdeeds. Will they engage in more self-induced dilemmas which next time they’ll perhaps not be able to walk away from? That’s usually my fear. But at the end of such films, I usually wonder what those characters will move on to. Four basically separate, yet slightly interwoven plots, loosely tied together by their characters’ illegal actions and dangerous lifestyles all ended quietly with the anti-social protagonists “beating their immediate problems” so to speak, and moving on. And I termed it that because I felt its purpose must have been little more than to acknowledge and accept how time continues on regardless of happiness and tragedy. Not long ago, but thankfully before I began writing this piece, I watched what I termed a “searching for the meaning of life” movie. And knowing I’d been granted such literary freedom led me to begin this piece in what I suppose is a rather unorthodox fashion and, the remainder of it is comprised of what I guess could be termed “random observations.” And thus, according to Mayor Jennifer, that was his rationale for asking me to write in this forum today! But the mayor did say that I needn’t restrain my remarks to the current tragedy in Eastern Europe. But the mayor of my city, George Jennifer, told me that when he came upon my name as he was recently perusing our city’s census records, he noted it was somewhat similar to that of a man who’s been, for nefarious reasons, dominating the world’s news stage lately. Nonetheless, know this: It wasn’t my desire to write this piece today. So, I’ll leave it to you to decide if today I’m placing some objects in new locations or, indeed writing this while on break from my golf game.

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