A very good friend of mine wrote this, I found it meaningful, so I am sharing it with you here.
Another day, another vicious hate crime against Jews. This one in a Poway, California synagogue, six months to the day since a Jew-hating gunman opened fire in a Pittsburgh synagogue. See a pattern here?
Although it seems like the stuff of nightmares, you’re not imagining it. The drumbeat of anti-semitism has been getting louder of late, with Anti Defamation League data confirming a 57% increase in Jew-targeted acts in the U.S. in 2017, the largest single-year increase ever. Those swastikas showing up on Jewish homes overnight? Not just punks with paint.
But let’s not kid ourselves: If you’re Muslim, or Christian, or any other identifiable religious group, you’re at risk, too. Muslims slaughtered in Christchurch and Quebec City. Christians blown to bits in Sri Lanka. All because they had the temerity to express their faith.
No doubt today’s political climate contributes to the spike we see now. But, again, hatred has been with us forever. Thanks to dog-whistled support from the highest offices in the land, it’s simply emerging from the shadows. The irony that the same politicians fuelling today’s hate-driven fire have the unmitigated gall to tweet out the now-de-rigeur thoughts-and-prayers stupidity should enrage us all.
I almost don’t know what to say anymore, or what to do. I read the San Diego gunman’s so-called manifesto, a screed so filled with hatred that the mind struggles to understand how someone can become so warped. It makes me fear for humanity’s future.
Key word in my previous paragraph: Almost. We can’t afford to be silent. Because cowering in fear only gives power to those who hate, allows them – and the leaders who validate them – the room and resources they need to expand their malevolent, society-killing influence.
We must also stand together, because an attack on one religion is an attack on all of us, and a cancer that can and will ultimately reach our homes, our communities, no matter who we are or where we live.
Because if they haven’t come for you yet, your silence ensures they eventually will.
So much has been happening this past week, so much I wanted to say, but felt that if I opened my mouth, it would not be good. I erred on the side of caution.
Last weekend, Easter, did not go as planned.
And I got sick.
Having two medical issues back to back, sometimes makes life a little difficult. We have to be spot on perfect, when it comes to treatment, when one side of the equation goes south, so applied medication does not counter the drugs I am already taking for the other side of the equation.
It is day 28 …
I developed a rather painful infection in the one location that is ripe for infection at any time, that being my “manly bits.” Too much sugar going out of the body, in urination, causes an imbalance of fluids going out. I am on a stable amount of insulin daily, with a booster shot once a week on Sundays.
The booster shot guarantees my body will make insulin on its own, and works twenty four seven. With the added 34 units of insulin I shoot daily from an inject pen.
Let’ just say that by Easter Sunday I had swollen like a stuffed pig, and the pain was immense. I knew I was in trouble. So I obtained the emergency key and unlocked myself. On Monday I phoned my doctor, who was not in, but he reached me part way through the day. I knew what was wrong, and so I also knew the drug I needed right off. A quick call to the pharmacy, and a fax of the request was sent, on Monday night, I had my fix.
If you think socialized medicine is such a bad thing, think again. In any areas, getting treatment is a wait and see prospect. I have two phone numbers I can call, any time, any day, and find my doctor. If it is an emergency, I get pushed to the head of the line in the office. And I get taken right away.
My doctors are brothers. Which makes things a lot easier. Both know the total situation, and I have a team of specialist who will do whatever it is I need at a phone call, and if I need to see them, like I said, I get right in.
After five days of treatment, my body is back in sync.
It was a regular week last week, meeting wise. We had celebrations on Monday night, of serious sober time. Our Matron of the Monday Meeting gave birth to a baby boy on Monday night. We could not be happier for them.
It has been raining too much, and thousands of homes have been flooded because of rising rivers and snow melt from up north. Rivers that flow downhill have overflowed their banks, in Quebec, Ontario, and New Brunswick. Thousands of people have been displaced as of tonight, and the worse, they say will come over the next 48 hours.
Flood rates are higher than they have ever been, and more homes are flooded by multiple FEET not inches. And rivers have yet to crest in many places. Which evacuated people are in the thousands as of tonight.
Homes that were flooded two years ago, are further under water tonight, than they had been back then. The province is talking about shelling out money to move affected residents from the flood plains, but they aren’t offering enough money to make it work. The amount they are offering, $200,000 per house hold, does not hold a stick to multiple hundred thousand dollar homes they are trying to move people from.
It is not a good scene by any stretch.
If you pray … Say a prayer for our people tonight.
I went to The Mission this morning and heard a very bright and intuitive young man speak. He said many good things, I had never heard before and also, his perspective about gratitude for life’s problems. We all have problems, but how many of us find ourselves in the middle of them having either created them, or walked right into them, knowing that was a bad choice to begin with… food for thought.
I went and did some shopping and farted around all afternoon until my evening meeting with my friend. I took a shower and prepped to go out, and today, I locked back up. can’t tell you how good it feels to be back inside.
It frees my mind and my body, because of the word NO.
NO is a Complete Sentence …
I met with my friend today, and we spoke of goals for the future. He has some good ideas. We talked about publishing. Something I have pondered for a long time. I have plenty of material to publish and there are several key demographics I could publish towards as well. So that is tinkering in my brain tonight.
We’ll see where today’s discussion will lead.
I got the third book in Jared Diamond’s Trilogy, beginning with Guns, Germs and Steel, then, Collapse, and now Upheaval. Turning points for Nations in crisis.