“By slow, thoughtful watching, you can gain much,
as against working up a wild, panicky condition.”
Ernest Vincent Wright, Gadsby
The Mayor thought that putting her toy bucket on her head and walking through the house
was a good idea.
It was fine for a while…
It was all fine and good until she ran into the Sherrif and knocked him over.
So there is indeed a moral to the tale of the Mayor’s haphazard choice…
actually, there are probably several morals.
But the one thing I’m finding as somewhat reflective of the times in which we now live…
is that The Mayor is not the only person walking around with some sort of
a bucket on her head.
The difference is that we just can’t see the buckets on the heads of those
caring little for those they tend to be running into or over whereas we
can clearly see the Mayors.
The Mayor, we hope, would not intentionally plow over her younger brother
when seeing him clear as day.
However, there are so many of our fellow human beings who are not wearing buckets
on their heads, blocking their vision, but who are none the less plowing into
and over their fellow members of humankind…and the thing is they don’t care.
Now granted the Mayor may not have cared too much about running over her
younger brother…that is until she was scolded…then she really cared.
Sadly today our fellow man, or woman, scolded or not, cares not.
We’ve witnessed this plowing into and over one another,
pretty much daily for the past four years, all because we are a deeply divided country.
Our fellow countrymen, and women, show very little care
or concern for those who are on the opposing side of not just politics but
on opposing sides of pretty much everything in life in general.
For example, Mr. Biden has spoken of a mandate given to him by the people…
what with his win of the White House.
Now since that win has not been officially verified by the powers that be, that
kind of talk is slightly premature.
This has been a razor-thin election, once again.
Mandates are not found in near 50 50 votings.
50 50 is a near-perfect split…mandates tend to come
from landslide results.
The masses demanding their will.
We have a split of the masses on two varying sides with each vying for their
own mandate…and they, we, you, me will continue plowing into one another until
that mandate of choice is met.
Something has got to give…
I believe a Divine scolding is in order…
Get ready, because that scolding is coming.
What will you do on the day of reckoning,
when disaster comes from afar?
To whom will you run for help?
Where will you leave your riches?