A Feeling of Change
Do you feel it? Doesn’t it feel different to you now? Doesn’t the nation, the world feel different? It does to me, and not in a good way. People seem angrier, more upset than I can ever remember. There is an uneasiness that I thought had to do with the issues I was dealing with – the death of my parents, the changes in my life. But now I know it is more. In dealing with people on a daily basis, there seems to be an unease that I can’t put my finger on. Perhaps my perceptions are flawed, or that I interact with such a small segment of the population that it is localized. But from what I read, what I hear, I don’t think that is the case.
We can hear the political pundits battle it out on television, each side with their point of view to support and defend with rigor. There are opinions and arguments but little discussion. Books are written on both sides of the issue and we have more and more information available to us through the internet then at any time in the history of our civilization. Enough information so that we can form our own judgments, become defensive and incensed with whichever opinion we don’t agree with, we can do all that but when it comes down to it, how do we feel?
How do we feel about our lives in the context of our nation and the world. Are we proud of the way we are? Are we proud that after 5,000 years of “civilization” we are still murdering each other, that we believe war is still the answer? That we are so self absorbed we can’t even see what we are doing to our planet. Even the vilest of creatures knows not to defecate where they live, but we have soiled our home and pretend that it didn’t happen, that we can continue on the same course.
Perhaps the feelings that I have, that seem so foreign, are the harbingers of change. That finally our battle of reasons, our separations, our differences, are coming to critical mass; that we can either continue the way we are and parish or change and survive.
I know, it’s just a feeling, but I was wondering how many others felt it. A sense that there has to be a fundamental shift, change beyond any change we have made so far. If you have, it is time, there is no more waiting.
We can hear the political pundits battle it out on television, each side with their point of view to support and defend with rigor. There are opinions and arguments but little discussion. Books are written on both sides of the issue and we have more and more information available to us through the internet then at any time in the history of our civilization. Enough information so that we can form our own judgments, become defensive and incensed with whichever opinion we don’t agree with, we can do all that but when it comes down to it, how do we feel?
How do we feel about our lives in the context of our nation and the world. Are we proud of the way we are? Are we proud that after 5,000 years of “civilization” we are still murdering each other, that we believe war is still the answer? That we are so self absorbed we can’t even see what we are doing to our planet. Even the vilest of creatures knows not to defecate where they live, but we have soiled our home and pretend that it didn’t happen, that we can continue on the same course.
Perhaps the feelings that I have, that seem so foreign, are the harbingers of change. That finally our battle of reasons, our separations, our differences, are coming to critical mass; that we can either continue the way we are and parish or change and survive.
I know, it’s just a feeling, but I was wondering how many others felt it. A sense that there has to be a fundamental shift, change beyond any change we have made so far. If you have, it is time, there is no more waiting.
posted by Brad M. Bucklin | 2:21 PM
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