God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.–Reinhold Neibuhr
Where do I get the wisdom to know the difference? Where does that come from? This has been a tough week for me. I’ve given up on American democracy. It doesn’t exist anymore. We have a president who has assumed dictatorial powers and we have an emasculated congress with an anemic opposition party that is so worried about losing elections that they’ve just lost my vote in the next one. The New York Times has 76% of the American people seeing the war going badly.
There’ll be lots of chest thumpin’ this weekend by politicians paying tribute to veterans on Memorial Day. There will be more widows this weekend. There’ll be more families with only memories of loved ones. Lives cut short by politicians who only were focusing on numbers and votes. Which way is the wind blowing?
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields. –John McCrae