It is Wisdom Wednesday at my Blog.
There's been a lot of rain this week. My rose bush needs me to prune it, but instead of doing that, I'm taking the opportunity while the soil is so soggy, to pull weeds everywhere and grass where it shouldn't be growing.
A little Latter Day Saints kid in the neighborhood came up to me while I was weeding late Saturday afternoon and told me he needed to do a good deed of service to report to his Sunday school class the next morning, and might he help me weed? There are benefits to being one of the few Gentiles in my Mormon neighborhood.
While we working together, he told me that wet soil holds on to stubborn roots less tightly . I have a good rain hat, so today, I thought of him, and weeded while it was raining. It was a thoroughly pleasant experience.
I went inside when it started thundering. though. Best not to be outside when lightning might hit.
So that's my wisdom for this Wednesday.
....And oh, this, too. If you consider yourself part of "the Antifa" an equal-rights-and-justice-for all-anti-Fascist" and have engaged in, or plan to engage in, or are encouraging others to engage in, disruptive and even violent protests against speakers who don't share your point of view, you are are a hypocrite, or at best a fool influenced by herd mentality. (*1)
Here is some wisdom for how to deal with that kind of confrontation: back away from the whole scene. If you really believe in standing up for people's rights, you don't belong in a movement that is trying to interfere with other folks' right to assemble peacefully and exercise their right to speak freely.
(*1) Update June 12. That was kind of harsh, my calling people "fools." But I try not to correct anything but grammatical errors when I do edits long past the publishing date. It seems more honest that way, so I'll let the "fools" stand. I can get just as angry with social justice warriors as I can with White Supremacists. Woe is me.
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Today is "Day Off Thursday" at my blog.
This morning, I shared a post from one of my animal-loving Facebook friends. It featured a picture of a Timber Rattlesnake, the news that there had been many sightings of the same in the forests of Indiana, and the admonition that in case of an encounter---given that these snakes are on the endangered species list--- it is best to "back away slowly."
It was interesting to read the reactions in the comments on the original post. The snake-o-philes tended to emphasize the endangered status of the snakes and wanted to see to it that their place in the wild was respected. On the other hand, one snake-o-phobe went so far as to say, "A dead snake is a better snake."
I'll tell you what, you won't ever, ever find me doing harm to a rattle snake. It's not that I'm a big fan; in fact, so profound is my loathing for rattlesnakes, that I am convinced that, should I strike one on the head, the foul thing would, Hydra-like, grow two more great, fanged heads to bite me with. My big take-away from the Facebook article was the advice to "back away slowly" if I encounter a rattlesnake. Good to know: my inclination would have been, up til now, to run away in a zig-zag pattern as fast as I could.
I've known some snake-lovers, though, and I can bear witness to the sincerity and depth of their passion for these creatures. One glorious spring day, I was on a hike in Idaho's high desert with some friends, one of whom called out:
"COOL! A rattlesnake!"
"BOY HOWDY! Where?" asked another member of the party.
"Over here. And if you get close enough, you can see...three...four...five more!"
I can't be 100 percent sure of the rest of the conversation. From the distant spot to where I had removed myself (rapidly, and in a zig-zag pattern, as I recall), I think I may have overheard this:
"Ah, that chubby one over there is *so* cuuuuuuuuuuuute!"
"Isn't he *just*! If he were in a pet-store instead of out in the wild, I'd bring him home as a pet!"
"Oooh, better leave now before you get tempted!"
When they finally caught up with me, we were all able to finish the walk together in peace, and I attribute this largely to the fact that I kept my feelings about rattlesnakes to myself.
There doesn't appear to be much middle ground as far as supporting/not supporting Trump goes. He is a God-Emperor to some, and to others he is a snake to be driven out of office, as the snakes were said to have been driven out of Ireland by St. Patrick (pbuh.) And the response of Trump-o-philes is to defend him against those attacks as if he were an endangered species.
The subject of immigration seems to be the most divisive. Trump-o-philes will point to horror stories about the infrastructure of one locale or another being insufficient to handle the influx of new-comers requiring services there. And the Trump-o-phobes will point to the many, many stories of families being torn apart by recent draconian deportation measures. I'd like to see more conversations where the full range of situations arising from immigration are discussed with an aim to finding realistic, humane solutions. Don't give up on finding common ground with your friends until after the first, oh...six or seven times.....that you find yourself ending up in an angry landslide of vituperation.
It's good that people are having those conversations, even heated conversations. There are tragedies all over the place, and no one has the capacity to care about everything, but at least there are some people who are paying attention to and demanding answers about the devastation being wrought in Yemen for example -- or in other corners of Over-There-Istan.
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|public-domain-image.com. Crotalus viridus. Prairie Rattlesnake- Idaho.|
Now that there's been an exodus from the Alt-Right by those who are disillusioned with Trump's foreign policy reversals, a significant part of the remnant are folks who never cared about a more peaceful foreign policy to begin with. As long as they don't end up on our shores, they'd be happy to see immigrants drown in the boats in which they are escaping the hell-holes Western foreign policy has made of their original homes.
crotalus horridus Timber Rattlesnake. Indiana
What to do about the fight between this violent Alt-Right remnant and their equally violent Antifa counterparts? If the battle spills over out of Berkley, it may be getting closer to where you live. Reason has gone out the window, and high emotions (and in some cases, good old-fashioned blood-lust) are taking over.
Whether you support Trump, or whether you don't, I advise backing away slowly.