Dreams and Even Prayers
The Oso Way
Many New Years wishes blogs are being published this week.
For thousands of years we have marked years end and the beginning of the new. Many use it as a time to blow on the ember of hope before the last glow dies. We put away the past with its’ salmagundi of good, bad, joy and pain. We celebrate a fresh start.
Those of you who have watched me accept the bouquet of Roses and Plastic Tiara time after time know that world peace is high on my list. Let that begin at home. It is about sweeping our own mess up before we rage about the neighbors.
As Americans we barge around the world toppling governments that are inconvenient, supporting (or installing) brutal dictators out of economic self interest, applying harmful sanctions, and forcing others to our will by any means necessary including military might. No matter what your politics are, this is true and WE ALL KNOW IT. Do you know about Coca Cola’s crimes against the world? Do you know the full American involvement in oil drilling in the Niger Delta and the blood that was spilled there? Nobody loves the playground bully. World peace may require America stops beating up the other kids for their lunch money. It may require maturity.
For the religious, I pray you lay that heavy burden down. If it hurts, you are doing it wrong. If your God is the way, the truth and the light, then consider getting some faith. Let God be God. It is not your job to decide who God loves or hates. Nor force your religion on others. Interpreting the fine points of the mind and heart of God (which no one had really understood till you came along to figure it out for us) is arrogance. I do not ask you to abandon your belief. I beg you to find the joy in it. Find the aspect that makes you and the world you touch a better place. Find the joy and peace in your religion and learn to live and let live.
There is much pain and suffering in the world. It would be so wonderful, it would make such a difference if we all did one small thing EVERYDAY to ease a life.
Many know I love animals. I consider them our equals. I favor Fake Fur. However, some things are better done in the laboratory, not the kitchen. I opened one of the antique Chinese carry out containers on the third shelf behind the Ketchup last time I visited. The world would be a better place if you cleaned your refrigerator.