I notice that the posting time and date are just about five months from the moment the whole world turned upside down.
I’m referring, of course, to the act of “evildoers.” It would be useful to take a long look at how life has changed since that moment. Some changes are immediately noticable, while most are underlying. I cannot shake the deep-seated sense of dread that The Moment brought on. Some sort of innocence has been lost. Some freedom has been taken away. Some bastards from a faraway country succeeded at not only killing thousands, but also destroying the trust of millions.
The world is a less friendly place. It is a colder place. We have been put on a treadmill of fear, always having to watch our backs.
What really sucks is that I was actually thinking the world was learning how to get along. For a brief moment, it seemed that Israel and the Palestinians would find common ground. America wasn’t involved in meaningless wars. And the economy was rising to ever-greater heights. Prosperity seemed everywhere, and few problems seemed unsolvable.
Then all hell broke loose again. For all the jabbering amongst the so-called economic experts, the country is in a funk. The world is in a funk. People are waking up to the new reality and are finding it depressing. It wouldn’t be much of a stretch to compare these times to the fall of Rome. Where do we go from here?
And yet, the sun still rises. My brother had a son last week, an adorable baby boy. And I am set to become a father in August. These babies show that light can exist in a darkening world. They show that love can persevere.
What kind of world do I want for my children?