I think I am reading too much news. I am getting too obsessed with politics, and especially with politicians. I have been watching the men (and woman) trying to get themselves nominated for an election in the US and I think I may be watching a very-well rehearsed drama, where the one with the biggest smile and the fattest wallet will win. I am reading about the changes in Burma, and can’t make myself trust that the politicians in power have the interest of the people in mind. I am reading about the Arab spring turning into another killing field, and of revenge and hatred and all things bad.
I see my own country’s politicians choose power and wealth before justice and right actions. I see myself wanting my own little corner of the world all to myself, and I am not so sure I will be willing to share if there is a need.
I found a quote among all my hidden treasures. It challenged me like only Dr. Seuss can do: “Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.”
The ball is in my court then. It needs to start right here with me, with you, with all of us. Are we going to give our votes to the ones with the biggest smiles and the slickest speeches? Are we going to give our money to the ones with the cheapest goods, even if it is cheap because somebody had to give their lives for it? Are we going to smile and shake hands with powerful men and women whom we know have lives on their conscience and pretend like everything is just so oh, la-la-la.
Unless somebody like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.