It has always amazed me how
children growing up in the same home can be so very different in what they
believe.
When it comes to values,
religious beliefs, and politics, and on and on in many families can be quite
opposing thus the antithesis of their siblings and baffling to many an
outsider.
And so was my realization of
checking on a distant family member and their family’s ideas, in logistics of
where they live, not in relationship to Hubby.
A close to my husband’s
relative is married to a woman who had had cancer, but thankfully had survived
her ordeal.
And since we no longer keep
in contact and physically living far, far away the only way to know how things
are going is to sneak over to their FB site to see if all is well… I said
sneak, yep, since we did have a falling out with this relative too…both of us
this time, Hubby and me.
Health-wise I would have no
idea, but their picture does show them together looking well.
It was the political posting
that made me only realize why we had never gotten along with these relatives,
since their ideas of the whole shutdown was the complete antithesis from what
we felt, and that is as a couple, Hubby and me jointly.
They are pro Tea Party, and
feel that the Republican congress was doing the right thing with holding out
with the shutdown and that Obama should be removed from office; and opposing
all that we feel on who caused the ridiculous issues and why and what should
have happened sooner to resolve the shutdown and to determine the debt ceilings
fate in a timely quicker permanent solution. You see, we feel that the Tea
Party and the GOP are sadly responsible for causing the 24 billion losses in
sixteen days of revenue, and over one million jobs, and so far that has been
proven by all who legitimately report on these things. They think that
Obamacare is a big mistake and that all of America should speak only English!
Eventually, most should be able to communicate in English, but it takes time
and proper teaching.
But what happened to America being a
melting pot?
And why can’t HE remember
that he is a first generation American.
It is true that at the time
his mother came over his grandparents wanted her to only speak English and
therefore creating the English speaking children that she did, but his Mom was
only five years old when she arrived here and for a child at that age it is not
that difficult to learn, especially while in school where they were NOT
bi-lingual with her native German way back in 1926 when they all arrived here.
Yes, today the world has
shrunk; the most spoken languages are of the Asian variety being that populace
wise they are in the majority…
Than I suppose we should all
learn Mandarin or anyone of the many dialects that are known in the country of China
since that is what the majority of the world speaks in the billions, not a
measly 290 M? Than we are the minority in the world stage with English
internationally only spoken
Isolationist concepts, in
this day and age, are absolutely ridiculous.
Fascinating to know that we
are NOT a majority and that all these people here in our own United States of America don’t want
to understand that narrow minded thinking is dangerous.
“No man is an island” comes
to mind…
“No Man Is An Island
No man is an island,Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
John Donne (24 January 1572 - 31 March 1631 / London, England)”
Fast forward nearly four centuries
later and Joan Baez lyrics…reiterate those thoughts…
“No man is an island,
No man stands alone,
Each man's joy is joy to me,
Each man's grief is my own.
We need one another,
So I will defend,
Each man as my brother,
Each man as my friend.
I saw the people gather,
I heard the music start,
The song that they were singing,
Is ringing in my heart.
No man is an island,
Way out in the blue,
We all look to the one above,
For our strength to renew.
When I help my brother,
Then I know that I,
Plant the seed of friendship,
That will never die.”
No man stands alone,
Each man's joy is joy to me,
Each man's grief is my own.
We need one another,
So I will defend,
Each man as my brother,
Each man as my friend.
I saw the people gather,
I heard the music start,
The song that they were singing,
Is ringing in my heart.
No man is an island,
Way out in the blue,
We all look to the one above,
For our strength to renew.
When I help my brother,
Then I know that I,
Plant the seed of friendship,
That will never die.”
Somehow years do determine what is tried and true and right for all!
So the figurative brother is
the actual in this case, how truly interesting…that one gets the significance
of the kinship of the world, while one does not?
Oh well, our only hope for any family, friends or acquaintances is that all should be well and happy and
realize that to be all of that we must find out and hope to be more accepting of
what makes us different without hate or wishing others harm.
On that note or some desire
to regain reasoning how this could happen the antithesis amongst all men and
women, which has been known to be responsible for promoting too many wars and
bullying of people to only think negative ways and viciously hate young people that
may be different from others and I know that I have left you with a lot to
think about… now after all of that I would still like to be the very first to
wish all of you a very happy good night and ask all of you to kindly count all
your blessings and share all those overages with you know who and we will too!
And next time please be here
or be square, ya hear!
PS Update on my steroid
treatments: day two of the steroid treatment and sleep has been hard to do and mostly erratic,
and perhaps they, the pills, will work, eventually, but my glucose has been fluctuating in
the high range, but not yet two hundred, we still have insulin just in case.
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