Though my weekend was quiet, it wasn’t especially restful, but drawing definition would be to much to write this morning.
I spent a portion of the weekend moderately concerned over the enormous crowd drawn to Washington, DC by Glenn Beck and Sara Pahlin, despite a modest “counter rally” transpiring at the same time.
Again it washed over me that we have come to a point where religion, dogma and an increasing lack of compassion is close to becoming the way of our nation. I looked at the Beck-Pahlin crowd and too a bit of solace from the old Andy Griffith movie, A Face in the Crowd and its outcome.
We are in a difficult place, you and I. It is a place where dollars are short and becoming shorter, as is tolerance, with anger, if not rage increasing and I worry that positive outcomes of our social, cultural and economic environments are diminishing on a daily basis; as I’ve said before, the disparity between affluence and poverty is rising and our middle class thinning rapidly.
As I became increasingly disquieted over the weekend, it occurred to me that there was a solution: I pulled my boxed set of Marx Brothers movies from the DVD rack and watched all of them.
It worked, but today is Monday, with the world beginning again as it does constantly. I have, as do we all, choices to make about how I will feel today and how I will approach my life and work today. I have not yet concluded that debate.
