Monday, June 27, 2011
Please (pleadings from the nearly overwhelmed)
But I know!. . . . Let's close down the space shuttle program. A damn waste of money if you ask me. I mean, we could be buying lots and and lots of bombs for the cost of one space mission. And Lord knows it's more fun to blow up our neighbors than to save the Earth from a cosmic collision that could easily reduce all of us to the equivalent of dinosaur bones in some future-world museum.
Seriously, I'm pulling out my hair here! Bump, my grandbaby, is about to make his grand entrance and I'm afraid he may be getting here late. We need his brilliance to help us out of this mess, but give the boy a break. He isn't even 0 years old yet!
A big tree from my front yard gave it's life falling in exactly the only space it possibly could have landed in order to do the least amount of damage. It clipped the corner of our garage. Some damage there. But it also landed on my husband's new car. However, when he moved his car the tree held the limb up so that the car was only actually hit by leaves. No damage. A very kind tree's dieing gestured. I loved that tree.
(By the way, those commercials where the insurance adjuster is there holding your hand while the storm is still blowing . . . . yeah, well in our case that was a whole lot of blowing! We finally got a voice mail saying, "Your agent will be in the office on Monday morning." Yeah, well the tree fell Friday afternoon. Thanks. I don't feel your good hands at all. But that's another blog.)
So evidently the insurance God says we can hire someone to cut up the tree, but that person can only schlepp the tree to the dump. He can't sell it to people who need it to heat their homes this winter. And the tree cutter guy as sure as heck fire isn't going to give it away. This is immoral. Why do the insurance companies care? Can you convince me that they are making so little money that they have to control things like that? If I could split wood, I'd do it myself and give it away.
The problem with this culture is that it's totally insane. We've been so conditioned to believe that politicians doing business by making deals is the way it must be done. The common citizen is just too stupid to understand politics. We've been led to believe that making money makes the world go round. That there is NOTHING that money can't solve.
Well excuse me and kiss my plump white derriere, it's time to wake up and smell the coffee picked by peasants in some far-off country you don't have to think about. Just try to remember what you learned in Sunday school. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
It's not all that complicated. When it comes to greed, just stop. Let all of us who have some glimmer of morality left in us, all stop at once. I'll have the tree-cutting guy cut up the grand tree and leave it here. I'll find something to do with it, even if it is to let it become homes for the little beings in the back yard.
Let's all go out on the limb (pardon that obvious pun) together. Let's just have some increasingly uncommon common sense. Let's don't waste. Let's don't buy plastic bottles of water when we could just filter water and save a gazillion plastic bottles. Let's all grow as much of our own food as possible. Why should the average American meal travel 1,500 miles to get to our table when much of the world would love to have just our leftovers?
Until we can switch to non-fossil fueled cars, let's all fill our tires to the pressure they are supposed to be filled and avoid jack rabbit starts. Maybe car pool or take the bus or the train.
Let's turn that thermostat to 76 or higher in the summer and 70 or lower in the winter. Let's insulate. Let's all water our gardens, if not flush our toilets, with water from rainbarrels. Let's just stop acting crazy.
Please. I'm sincerely asking you, please.