by Jon Sullivan - 2020-05-10<<<<< previous blog next blog >>>>>
History is-a made at night. Character is what you are in the dark.
I've been waiting for the inevitable reckoning. For years now. Socio-political climates are like a pendulum, swinging to one extreme, then eventually swinging back. No matter what your politics, things can only get so bad before outrage reaches a tipping point and balance is restored. There is always a reckoning.
I think last week was the point where I gave up on there ever being a reckoning. It feels like the Nazis in the US will never be beaten up. Trump will never have to pay the price for stupidity. Wealth will never stop going mostly to those who don't need it. We will never have fair elections. We'll keep being "the greatest country on Earth", as we enter the third month of empty shelves where the toilet paper should be.
My father worked most of his life carrying mail door to door for the postal service. He was a union president who could have easily transitioned to a desk job. But he loved delivering mail. He loved it enough to keep at it even though he'd come home many nights bleeding from dog bites, or bruised and limping from falls on the ice. He had many stories about some of the incredible folks he delivered mail to.
I wonder how he'd react to the president undermining the USPS just to help himself in the election. I wonder what he would say. Since no one else seems to even care that much. Would he feel, as I do, that we've been so beaten down by those in power that we've lost the will to try and swing the pendulum back?
"Lord John Whorfin:
Sealed with a curse as sharp as a knife. Doomed is your soul and damned is your life."