It is staggering and insanely bothering. I am putting off reading the Merc until after everyone sleeps because of the intensity of the messages the articles conveys. And yes, my family calls me the wimpy. Because I get upset or worried about stuff that does not matter to me. How can the stuff not matter to me? We can be a tiny little particle in the Universe....we do live on this earth and have a convoluted responsibility to where we live. And I DO believe the things happen around us, DOES affect our lives in one way or another, directly or indirectly, if not today then another day.
W.B. Yeats comes to my mind almost everyday these days...
"Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosened upon the world
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity."
Some poets are by all means prophets.
The natural disaster and on top of it the nuclear one in Japan...
The passionate intensity of ONE man that floods the streets with blood in Libya...
The never ending conflict and outbursts of agony in the middle east...
The eternal politics that ensnares reality and tramples over general public in India...
on top of all these things...I do read about the gun and crime on our local streets here. How is it possible for a teen to own a weapon and use it at their own discretion????
Whats happening?
