Sunday, January 18, 2009

Hope: Read Maureen Dowd in the NYT today

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chilliest land And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.
--Emily Dickinson

See Maureen Dowd in the NYT today--the computer is not letting me add links for some reason

I hate being cliched and trite but, you know, there's usually a good point to a cliche. There are just not a vast number of words to convey a truth, so we end up with a tiresome line about stitching in time or spilling milk or all the stuff that glitters.

But Hope--wow, these past weeks since election day have been fraught with hope.
Hope that the sad little weenie leaving the office of the Presidency will will melt like the WWof the North or fall into the ZaZu Pitts like Gollum's doppelganger in the Harvard Lampoon's Bored of the Rings.(circa 1970--find it)
Hope that the ENORMOUS majority if brass-balled jackasses in Washington D.C. won't turn Obama's head as time goes by.
Hope that Obama won't lose heart surrounded by all those brass-balled jackasses.
Hope that we can join the global community as a proud and participating member of the world at large.
Hope that we can embrace our own population here in the USA and provide all of them with good health and good education and jobs that pay a living wage.
Hope that we can stop nattering at each other over pork and trifles.
Hope that America, of all nations, can stop using the bestial, grotesque and barbarous weapon of torture.
Well, you know, we could all go on forever with our hopes for the future Think of what your hope is.
Is it big enough? It's time for giant steps here in this USA.
We've been small and petty and self-indulgent for too long.
Let's be cock-eyed optimists for a while and make something happen that has never happened before.
Let's move up a notch on the evolutionary scale and actually be our brothers' and sisters' protector--and let us have the good grace to let them respond in kind.
Let us have the guts to say no to people and companies, public and private who ravage and despoil this beautiful green Earth we live on.
Let's just go a little beyond hope--and make it happen.


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