One Good Thing
Ahhh, it's been a few days since I checked in at this blog, and the Anais Nin post made me laugh almost hard enough to overcome my depression.
During one of the (many) political discussions I've engaged in this morning, I realized that one of the biggest problems I have with what's been happening in this country is that, you know what? I like God. I think God's a pretty good g(uy/al). And I don't know about you, but (to look at it simply from a Christian perspective) if I'd spent pretty much the whole Old Testament being pegged as angry, sadistic, and impossible to please; ended up showing up in person, more or less, and coming right out and saying "Look, you guys are not getting it" and laying out a whole "love each other" kinda scenario, hanging out with "sinners" to prove my point, and so forth; then getting my name dragged through the mud by a whole bunch of hate-mongering, finger-pointing, narrow-minded, fear-encrusted little humans--I'd be damned disappointed. And I realized this morning that it's gotten so that the word "moral" doesn't seem to have much to do with the words "ethical" or "decent" anymore. When did hatred become moral? When did prejudice become moral? When did "moral" become a dirty word?
So maybe that's the good that can come out of this horribly disappointing and demoralizing (hmm) election, for me at least. Now, more than ever, it's important for me to do my damnedest to pick up morality, brush it off, pull its skirt down, and remind it that it isn't Dick Cheney's whore. Oh, and maybe get it a drink. Cause, dang, I think I could use a drink.