Thursday, July 9, 2009
[Edited from what I've actually been saying the past couple weeks.] I haven't had any packaged, processed or SOLID foods in nearly 10 days, I'm feeling a bit more alert and oriented than my bag o' chips and a brews posts. So I ask, "Really, what the hell is going on in the world"?
Before Michael Jackson's untimely death, we were a nation banded together by all of this hope for "change". We were sending out positive energies, mojo and prayers for the troops, our neighbors in foreclosure, our friends and relatives who are unemployed, unmarried, and just plain unmotivated. And it got me to thinking...
If Michael Jackson wasn't a mega star would we offer his spirit, his legacy and his family the same basic respect and human decency we reserve for those who can't moonwalk? If your neighbor mourned the loss of someone she felt connected to (for whatever reason) for a week, would you ask her to get over it? Would you remind him/her that there are bigger, greater, grander things of which to be concerned, or would you respect her need to bleed? Even, if your only reason was a show of respect and acknowledgment that feelings aren't right or wrong, they just are. Even if in doing so, you stood only to gain self respect. Then, would it be too much to ask?
As we buried our guinea pig yesterday and the phone calls came in, the e-mails, comments and convos, I reflected, for a moment on humanity. More specifically, humanity as it relates to mortality. We're quick to assign value to lives that aren't ours to qualify. We're quick to exalt, laud and condemn, at will; it's as if we're somehow absolved from the come around of what goes around. Why, because we can't moonwalk?
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