A Slightly Less Poplular Thing to Never Forget

The murder at the Capitol Gazette was a horrendous tragedy; amplified by the fact that the massacre was as much as called for by #45 and his neo-Nazi henchman, Milo Yiannopolous. This is what our nation has become since 2016.  There should be much wailing and gnashing of teeth.  Sack cloth and ashes should cover us as we weep for these five fine people, and for the United States of America. 

But I'm a little disturbed by the move toward all but canonizing the murdered journalists, and with them, journalism as a genre--as it is practiced in 21st-century America.

Let's not forget that the press has been more than complicit in the mess we are currently in. The kind of "Old School" journalism which might deserve to be hallowed no longer exists. Instead we have opinion-as-fact, news with definite political slant, rush-to-publish without vetting, and a constant stream of hype. Not to mention billions of dollars of free exposure for the most outrageous politicians, who have quickly learned how to take the best advantage of the gift.

Now, I'm not saying this gives the massacre at the Capitol Gazette one molecule of legitimacy. I'm just saying that we should not let our shock and grief over the incident blind us to the foibles of the current journalistic culture, or cause us to lessen our resolve to hold our press to higher journalistic standards. 

So now I'll start hearing from people who think me heartless and heretical... 

Our Hateful Leader Mouthing Our New Anthem

 

Take out the part about being a Russian tool, and the sentiment of these words is EXACTLY what American represents now...

Suicide is Painless

Since the news about Anthony Bourdain, many people are composing little treatises on depression, “personal struggles” and self-love.

I personally think there are two kinds of people in the world: the ones who don’t know why or how a person could kill herself, and the ones who know. 

The Ones Who Know may not have made the attempt, may not ever do so.  But we have contemplated it.  And to us, it isn’t a rash, desperate decision brought on by an emotional crisis.  It’s a long considered, rational thought process that is finally acted upon after the body of incontrovertible evidence that life is too difficult, and one’s permanent absence would only benefit those left behind, has reached a tipping point.

Those Who Don’t Know inevitably make judgments about people who do carry out the act.  Judgments that are mostly about them, and not about the one who has ended her life.  They opine that the person was ill, desperate, in pain, and why oh why didn’t she come to me, go somewhere, get help?  Or, why didn’t I know?  Or, how could she have been so selfish?  Or, how could she have hated herself or her loved ones so much?  I can only impart this message to these well-meaning, hurting folks: 

It’s not about you. 

At least, not in a selfish or unconsidered way.  It isn’t as if the person who ends her own life is thinking only of herself and is lost in deep pain.  She most likely has considered the other people whose lives touch hers most closely, and has made the decision that her absence will ultimately be best for them; because she can’t continue to be the prime source of worry, irritation, frustration, annoyance, desperation…pain…in the lives of the people she loves.  Ending her life might be the least selfish act she has ever contemplated.  “I will take this step into the Great Unknown because I just can’t keep hurting people anymore.”     

Now, I know people whose loved ones have died of suicide will probably be offended by my analysis.  And I know that Those Who Don’t Know will be apt to dissect my conclusions and judge them to be the ravings of one who has serious emotional issues.  They will say my view is poisoned by my own psychological problems.  Anyone who can “rationalize” suicide must be mostly unbalanced herself.

I’m not rationalizing anything.  I’m not advocating killing oneself as a solution to anyone’s issues.  I’m simply saying I have been this close to carrying out the act myself, so I know that it can feel like...perhaps even BE… the best action one can take when all things are considered.

Each person ultimately has her own life in her own hands.  And if someone chooses to end it when she feels the time is right, who are we to judge? 

If Those Who Don't Know need some direction as to how to keep someone from performing the ultimate act of self-determination, I would suggest this:

Tell the people you love, especially the ones who may be struggling, that they are important.  Don’t waste your breath on “I love you.”  “I love you” is really a pretty selfish pronouncement, when you get right down to it.  It makes the whole relationship about YOU, about YOUR needs.  Any sentence that begins with “I” is by definition about the person who utters it.  It comes with an unspoken “so…”  “I love you, SO you need to _________.”  Stick around.  Not go away. Be in my life.  Not die.   Fill in the blank.    

Try communicating to your loved ones this way:  “YOU are important.”  “YOU enrich my life, or someone else’s life, in this way” and be specific.  Tell your loved ones WHAT you value about them.  Tell them in no uncertain terms how the world, how the family, how YOU benefit from their unique gifts/input/existence.  From my perspective, the best thing anyone can do for a person who believes her existence is only burdensome to those around her, is to make her understand the positive contribution she makes…to anything.  To everything.  To YOU.  To the universe.  It can make a great deal of difference to know there is SOME good thing that will no longer happen if one is not around to MAKE it happen. 

And even THAT is not guaranteed to redirect a person who has made the decision to end her life. 

In the end, that decision is in the hands of the person who owns the life. 

To those left behind, and to Those Who Don’t Know:  It’s not your fault. It’s not the fault of the person who has gone.  It’s nobody’s fault.  Don’t look for fault.  Don’t look for blame: Don’t blame yourself, don’t blame your departed loved one.  Grieve, because you must, but know that grief is essentially about the living.  Those who still inhabit the earthly plain loved a person, will miss a person, understand the width and breadth of the hole left behind by a person who is now permanently absent.  But I would beg you to honor that person you loved, enough to acknowledge that her life was hers to live and her decision to end it was based upon her best judgment of the options available.  Consider that the decision was not based on illness, or lack of courage, or selfishness. 

Do not regret the life of your loved one who has taken her own life.  Celebrate her, and move on as best you can…as you would if her death was from any other cause.  Life ends in an almost infinite variety of ways, but it always ends. 

Some souls are just more accepting of that fact than others.      

   

Name That Midterm

I'm hearing the 2018 midterm touted as "the most important election of our lifetime."  

The same hyperbole was thrown around about the 2016 presidential election.

And we fumbled THAT so badly that it went over the wall and out of the ballpark.

Maybe we should come up with a different slogan...

A Time For Change

“Change does not roll in on the wheels of inevitability, but comes through continuous struggle.” --Martin Luther King

King was referring to the "change" of equal rights for African Americans. But we can...we MUST...take these words of a wise and inspired leader and apply them to what is happening in America today.

Many of us were blind-sided by the horrific results of election 2016. We could not believe then, and can hardly assimilate now, what Americans have inflicted upon themselves with the election of this "president." We have been so worn down by the ensuing swift and inevitable destruction of our nation--our values, our constitutional liberties, our relationship with other peoples of the world, our moral compass, our ability to discern right from wrong--that we have at times chosen to turn away and weep silently...as one would turn away from the scene of a bloody massacre.

Perhaps this is allowed. Perhaps we SHOULD each take a moment to block out the carnage, to collect ourselves and mourn. But we can not then walk away and mutter, "I can't watch this. I can't do this. History proves that these situations will resolve themselves in time; I'll come back when the pendulum swings in the other direction." No. We must turn around and walk back into the fire with minds set on salvation; with hands prepared to help and heal.

For those of us over 60...those of us who were once part of another great political upheaval in the direction of positive change: My friends, if we do not become the change we want to see, we may not live to see the change. What kind of legacy will we be handing to our grandchildren? Can we live out the rest of our lives peacefully in light of it? Do we really want to spend our "golden years" in the country we're living in today?

“Change does not roll in on the wheels of inevitability, but comes through continuous struggle.”

We have been challenged to save our nation, to march forward with the banner of decency, righteousness and freedom; every bit as much as the fallen heroes disrespected by our "president" a week ago on the day we set aside to honor them.

Welcome to the struggle. Embrace it. Do not shirk it or walk away. We have work to do.