Season to see folly
I can see the political lobbyists suiting up for war and hear the roar of millions of dollars pouring down the campaign drain.
It is approaching election time in America, the time of half-truths and outright lies. What a way to go! The end of reason looms and the cult of demagoguery continues apace.
The search for truth is a waste of time because truth no longer exists. There is only your truth and my truth. The more you spout your truth, the more I believe mine. The gulf is Grand Canyon deep and Grand Canyon wide. It provokes widespread despair that takes many forms: apathy; rage; flight into triviality; crime in the streets; unbridled lust; and suicide.
Must it all end that way? Is optimism dead? It is difficult to be politically optimistic today. The future is murky at best.
There is, however, life beyond the political and public arenas. Creative people still exist. Their creations help to defeat disease, explore the cosmos, and teach the young. As long as that spark remains, there is hope that life will prevail. There have been many dark times in human history and somehow light has returned.
A renaissance is possible. I hope it will be inspired by those small groups of people who have managed to this day to live in harmony with each other, with cooperation and fairness as their mantras, and with a shared sense of belongingness to the same tribe.