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Thursday, December 26, 2013

Holidays---by an Affluent Hermitic Orphan

Holidays---By an Affluent Hermitic Orphan

Note: (Musing follows)

Author Notes about this Blog

This blog was set up originally simply as a file deposit for musings which I sent out to friends. Somehow a lot of people managed to find the URL, and that is ok.  Since the blogs were not originally meant for general distribution most have not been carefully edited.  I may go back now and do the proper editing. I have recently published a book titled: The Meaning of Life.  Anyone interested can find it listed in Amazon.com under the author name Reid S. James. There is a description of the content along with the listing. It was published in late October 2013. Any income from the book will be donated to various 501 category charities. Given the nature of the book, to do otherwise would be hypocritical. Given the original intent of this URL I have never provided an opportunity for any response to these musings. I think I will leave it that way as I don't have the time for a lot of responding to comments by others. These musings are written as food for thought, and do not purport to be anything other than what the blog implies: personal musings. Were I to personally know many of you who visit this URL I sense we would have a lot of engaging conversations. There are too many now for that to be practical.

Holidays---By an Affluent Hermitic Orphan 

The Devil made me title this in such a pitiable framework. I suppose technically I am an orphan since I have no living parents, siblings, or offspring. But at 73, that hardly places one in the same category as a child left adrift in a cruel unfair world.  As for any hermit-like tendencies, this a a self acquired cultivated trait, more a gift to others than any received imposed punishment for assorted personal inadequacies. And, of course, a hermitic orphan without modest economic affluence would paint a picture of a different ilk. 

Anyone remotely familiar with me is well aware that I decline to spend any holidays with other people's relatives, people that I will never, or seldom, ever see again, or large gatherings of any sort.  A good holiday to me is better spent cocooned in an appreciative pensive state that makes me feel more in touch with this awesome adventure called life. While life is awesome, most everything else associated with life is merely interesting clutter. People abuse the word awesome.

Most of my life has been fast paced, intense, competitive and educational, with limited manageability or predictability, which included a lot of real highs and real lows---I guess just a typical life in it's productive stage. Retirement is a different ball game. Thus, when holidays approach I am well suited to make sure the atmosphere for me is devoid of stress, meaningless chit chat, assorted family tensions/posturing, inane gift exchanges between individuals who hardly are in need of any gift, and squabbles over endless and pointless aspects of any holiday activities.  

A good holiday, to me, is peaceful, stress free, relaxing---with the freedom to indulge in exactly the kind of food and activities and memories of my choice, all depending on my mood at the moment. A lot of life, in retrospect, is unreal and any reflection on it's particulars always reminds me of just how many others I never properly thanked for their influence and kindnesses to me so many times. This is probably kind of common. We never intend to be helped, and never properly thank anyone for the help, it just sort of happens, and all of a sudden the person just is no longer a daily part of our life anymore---for any number of reasons. I may have no interest anymore in chatting with people I don't know or will never, or rarely, see again, but I have strong regrets that so many important people of the past are no longer alongside me for any more interactions---and that includes pets. In the quiet of a solitary and peaceful holiday, my thoughts tend to drift back to these important people and pets of the past. There is no sadness as penetrating as the realizations that they are gone forever. I know some pretend they will meet all these people again in some sort of hereafter, but I sense that is a pretty desperate expectation.  All aspects of our lives are always followed by an ending, sooner or later. 

My endless thoughts about others during a holiday are never depressing or teary eyed, but definitely melancholic in a strange uplifting sort of way.  It always gets me filled with gratitude for all those positive and supportive major players who were part of my past. It also makes it easier to part with my own monetary gains which are placed in a personal charitable Fund titled FANAFI (Find A Need and Fill It). I cannot repay those who made life easier or more accomplished for me, but I can at least be sure a good portion of any monetary gains and personal blessings can be directed to those others most in need of a more level playing field. "What goes around comes around".

For those with immediate relatives, holidays are a family day. Since family situations vary all over the place, so do holiday festivities. For nuclear families, those whose members have not dispersed, or become independent, holidays are hardly exciting events. And today, with all the communication gadgets, some family members are in contact with each other endlessly--every day, several times a day, regarding just about any movement by anyone over any matter, no matter how inane or dull the matter might be.  For these families, holidays are just another day with one catch: there is often the contentious or labored discussion over whose side of the family is going to get-together where and just how inclusive the gathering will be. In most families, there are tension points of various degrees over various matters. So many of these gatherings are exercises in tippy toeing around potential land mines. As a rule of thumb somebody is going to be irritating someone in some way or fashion. 

It is not uncommon, these days, for families to be rather dispersed all over the country. So a holiday gathering does become something special and expensive. My mother had like 7 siblings. Some uncles and aunts had to travel some distance, and I remember some in-laws complaining (in private) that no one ever travels to see them, that they always have to travel to see the others. Then there were the single relatives. I have a cousin, a kind soul, who has spent her lifetime celebrating the lives of others. She was always dutifully traveling all over the place showing up with gifts for every celebratory occasion---birthdays, weddings, anniversaries, graduations---whatever. I don't recall anyone ever celebrating any aspect of her life, but then perhaps this reflects my ignorance on the matter. The point here is that given the diverse personalities of any sizable family, holidays can be a huge time bomb just waiting to explode. Fortunately, most of the shots are taken after the gathering, in private conversations.  

In many cases the immediate family holiday gatherings are sustained only as long as the parents are still alive, then the nature of the gatherings often shifts to new family units. Any gift giving involved is a sight to behold. Who should get who something, and at what expense, has always been a exercise of mystery to me. 
I know when my family drifted to each stating what kind of gift they would like from each other, right down to the make, the model, the color, etc. I simply rebelled at a relatively young age by simply stating I was no longer buying anyone in the family gifts for any occasion. Okay, I know, how obnoxious can that be?  But what is the purpose?  No one needed anything unless it was a very expensive item, so to me it was all needless fiddling around for no purpose. Some people really do enjoy buying presents for others and that is fine, but leave me out of the loop. For the most part gifts should be given to those in need, and if we all did more of that then the gifts would serve some purpose. Just treat everyone with respect and tolerance and let that be the gift. I had an uncle and aunt once who I never met, but every Christmas and birthday a present would arrive from them. My mother would insist I write a note to thank them but I wanted to write them and tell them to stop sending me these gifts. I think all family members should be given the option to participate in gift giving or not and that be the end and all of it. 

There is always a danger visiting anyone on a holiday with kids or pets. Some parents encourage the kids to go play amongst themselves while other parents expressly insist that their kids not go off to themselves, that this would be rude. 
Some, like myself, are emotionally and mentally challenged when it comes to entertaining young children or other people's pets for any length of time. Frankly, I resent being enticed over to someone's house to babysit their kids or entertain their pets. Playing some child's game of some sort for hours is not my idea of fun, nor is having to play with, and pet someone's pet for hrs on end. When I come through the door and a pet or child appears I get defensive right away. If I pet the dog or pay attention to a child there is no way to know what the consequences will be. "Rover really likes you, don't worry about damaging the couch, he loves to bring his toys and wrestle with you over possession". Or, "Little Martha, show him all the different toys you got for Christmas.  Maybe he will play the Elfie the Elephant game with you after he plays Batman with little Ernie."  It is always wise to have a good array of potential excuses why one can't stay very long. My parents were rather social by nature, and I learned to hate being dragged along---and my only defense was to make them leery about bringing me, i.e Dennis the Menace. No parent deserves a kid like me.  Being a successful parent ought to be the fastest route to Sainthood. 

Spending a holiday in solitude, for me, is very therapeutic. I eat well---relax, and let my mind wander down memory lane. So many people, so many events, so many close calls, so many pluses that out weigh the negatives, and I feel a healthy sadness for so many past 'associates', some of whom---while genuinely admirable souls---never seemed to get the right cards in their hand to succeed. I've witnessed some tragic sights in my life, and failed my share of efforts to help others. These are sobering memories, and a reminder that the wheel of fortune does not always land where it should. I am always wondering what ever happened to so and so?  I think most everyone does, especially former teachers. I guess holidays help me recharge my conscience, raise my level of gratitude for others past, and enable me to proceed in life more adequately prepared for whatever. And whatever is for sure.                                


Thursday, December 19, 2013

Is Haiti a Forerunner of the Future?

Note: (Musing follows)

Author Notes about this Blog

This blog was set up originally simply as a file deposit for musings which I sent out to friends. Somehow a lot of people managed to find the URL, and that is ok.  Since the blogs were not originally meant for general distribution most have not been carefully edited.  I may go back now and do the proper editing. I have recently published a book titled: The Meaning of Life.  Anyone interested can find it listed in Amazon.com under the author name Reid S. James. There is a description of the content along with the listing. It was published in late October 2013. Any income from the book will be donated to various 501 category charities. Given the nature of the book, to do otherwise would be hypocritical. Given the original intent of this URL I have never provided an opportunity for any response to these musings. I think I will leave it that way as I don't have the time for a lot of responding to comments by others. These musings are written as food for thought, and do not purport to be anything other than what the blog implies: personal musings. Were I to personally know many of you who visit this URL I sense we would have a lot of engaging conversations. There are too many now for that to be practical. 

Is Haiti a Forerunner of the Future?

Little in these musing are particularly original.  After a lifetime of living, reading, and pondering, the musings really are more an assembled puzzle from the many pieces acquired from all this living, reading, and pondering. Haiti is important because of it's unique history, it's implications for the rest of the world, and because it a depressing example of going down a road of no return. 

Haiti, early on, was the richest colony of France and referred to as the 'Pearl of the Caribbean'. Like the United States, it had forested mountains, pristine rivers, extremely fertile soil---a land of natural riches and beauty. Columbus landed there on Dec 5, 1492 and wrote:

"They ... brought us parrots and balls of cotton and spears and many other things, which they exchanged for the glass beads and hawks' bells. They willingly traded everything they owned... . They were well-built, with good bodies and handsome features.... They do not bear arms, and do not know them, for I showed them a sword, they took it by the edge and cut themselves out of ignorance. They have no iron. Their spears are made of cane... . They would make fine servants.... With fifty men we could subjugate them all and make them do whatever we want.

As soon as I arrived in the Indies, on the first Island which I found, I took some of the natives by force in order that they might learn and might give me information of whatever there is in these parts.

Hispaniola is a miracle. Mountains and hills, plains and pastures, are both fertile and beautiful ... the harbors are unbelievably good and there are many wide rivers of which the majority contain gold. . . . There are many spices, and great mines of gold and other metals…."

When the original Indians were enslaved and then exterminated, mostly by disease and murder, slaves from Africa were imported in huge number until even more huge plantations abounded all over Haiti. Plunder, greed, and slavery is a suitable short history of early Haiti under European domination. The plunder, greed, and slavery generated a huge population of slaves, a number which far exceeded any non slaves.  The average lifespan of an imported slave was like 6 years, so the turnover rate was great. 

Eventually the slaves revolted and left Haiti with a population of mostly uneducated, illiterate citizens with few skills, little family, and a cauldron of varied cultures and religions. 

"How", it might be asked, "could a country once as beautiful, bountiful, and serene as Haiti, ever have become the Haiti of today?"  To write a reasonably short Musing on the paradox of Haiti is no easy task. Still, it is a troubling paradox, a blight on our confidence that another evolutionary upheaval by 'Mother Nature' is not on the horizon or maybe even under way. I have trouble with Time. It is such a vast entity, far too vast to relate to realistically with our short minuscule focus of the concept. 

Suffering is a part of life, which generates an underlying sadness to my otherwise genial disposition.  Age, which to myself and many others, brings a degree of  contentedness, also creates a melancholy underbelly to any contentedness. I never cry, a limitation that is of debatable value, but age brings with it the oft-time feeling that I want to cry. Sometimes I want to cry because I am so happy for someone or some situation, and other times I want to cry because I feel deep empathy with the misfortune of someone or some situation. There is often a lot of vicarious emotions in old age. Much of human suffering is unnecessary. It is this unnecessary suffering which is tough to accept. Fortunately with the passage of time, the evolutionary process generates more and more ways to alleviate unnecessary suffering via an improved ethical nature of humankind. In that sense, much of what saddens me today, will pass with Time. Still, to look into the eyes of a malnourished refugee dying from their predicament is simply an unbearable realization. And, to a great extent, that is the Haiti of today---vast numbers of people barely existing in a hell hole created by a history of human limitations and failed ethics. 

There can be no mistake about it---slavery has repercussions. Destruction of natural resources has repercussions.  Lack of justice has repercussions.  Absence of opportunity has repercussions. Overpopulation has repercussions. Unlimited greed has repercussions. Intolerance for diversity has repercussions. Endless and pervasive exploitation of one country by other countries has repercussions. When all these factors and others happen to a population all at once you end up with Haiti. 

It would be hard to guess what percentage of, let's say, the American population think of Haitians as a bunch of ignorant, immoral, lazy, inferior humans who have brought all this tragedy unto themselves. From these unsympathetic accusers out comes some variation of "God Bless America",  followed by "thanks be to God that we are not like them."  I, for example, have never done a single thing to harm any Haitian. So why should I feel some non definable sadness about their plight? I do so because I am part of a culture that imposed this plight on Haiti and so many other situations like Haiti. I didn't personally kill any Vietnamese.  Yet I supported a culture which allowed the massacre of 2 million Vietnamese. It took myself and Barry Goldwater a long time to understand our responsibility for what happened over there. By the time I stood at the Vietnamese Memorial in Washington and thought about the 35,000 American deaths and the 2 million Vietnamese dead, my guilt in the sordid affair was clear enough. The only heroes in that war were the draft deserters who simply refused to participate in such a senseless slaughter. The dead, both American and the Vietnamese, were the victims.

If I can take the liberty to condense the Haitian situation into an oversimplified sequence of events it will help to understand the implications for other countries who probably think such a chain of events can never happen to their country. Frankly, if you are my age, then in moments when it seems some sort of calamity is about to close in on our own population, it often gets boiled down to a conclusion like this: "Oh, the hell with it. I'll be dead before the shit hits the fan."  We hear some form of this response a lot today from my generation 

Modern Haiti is, in essence, a huge refugee camp. The forests are gone (2% of the original forests remain) and the rains have washed away the good topsoil, so essentially all their food has to be shipped in. There is no educational system worth the title so the population is essentially uneducated. One quarter of the economy is taken up by money sent into Haiti from former Haitians living elsewhere, sending the money to their relatives. Most Haitians live on roughly $1/day. The government has no idea how many schools there are much less regulate them. A third of Haiti's teachers have never completed the equivalent of 9th grade. Well over 50% of buildings in Haiti are unsafe and should be razed. A third of the population today is crowded into a very crowded city right on a fault line. The living conditions are so bad that only a few thousand foreigners live in Haiti. A sizable portion of the population suffers from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) from earthquakes, crime, health events, etc. There is 1 physician for every 4000 people. The unemployment rate is somewhere between 40 and 70 percent. Seventy percent of the population is under 30. Haiti is the most impoverished country in the Americas. The politics of Haiti is toxic and violent. Of the 48 heads of state 22 have been overthrown, 2 were assassinated, one was executed, one committed suicide, nine were figurehead presidents, and 4 were puppets propped up during U.S. occupation of the country (1915-1935). Most of these stats are taken from the book The Big Truck That Went By written by Jonathan M. Katz. 

There were 15.4 million refugees worldwide at the end of 2012 and roughly 100 million people are homeless. Compare that with the 3000 deaths from the World Trade Center.  50% of the world's population live on less than $2.50/day. 1 billion children live in poverty. The number of children who die each day due to poverty is 22,000. 640 million children live without adequate shelter.  In 1820 the ratio of people in poverty to wealthy was 3:1, In 1950 it was 35:1, in 1992 it was 72 to 1. The point here is that 'new' Haiti's are being developed as we read this. Even a country such as the U.S. has trends in this direction in every category. Is life as it exists in Haiti now going to become the norm for most every country?

As these statistics play out in virtually every country on our globe, including the U.S., the reaction is more indifference and anger than empathy. Those with the affluence, the power, the tax breaks, the tax shelters, the huge inheritances, good education, good health care, good pensions, good job opportunities, and good job security are often incensed that so much of 'their' money is going for food stamps, welfare of various kinds, housing for the poor, jail costs for the violent poor, etc. A real irritant is that many of the poor don't even pay ANY income tax. Somewhere, in the tirade that self centered individuals emit about the burden of these economic dependents, comes some form of "As far as I am concerned these parasites can do like me and earn the money to take care of themselves. And if they don't tough."  I think all this might be fair enough with one caveat. We would need take away from these "I earned it cabal" all the unearned benefits they may have been endowed with at birth: certain genes, good parents, good neighborhood, good health care, safe environment, good schools, adequate adult support and role models, etc. Certainly none of these things were earned.  After we remove all this, let's grant them income tax exemption by reducing their income to the level needed to be excused from paying any income tax. And, if by chance, they are one of the wealthy whose tax breaks and tax havens are abundant enough to escape with paying a small percentage of their income on income taxes, or may not even have to pay at all---well let's maybe just give them a mandatory sentence of treasonable greed against society. When enough is never enough, for those who worship the God of money, power, and titles then the victims of this greed end up vwinf forced to pay the piper---and the piper spouting off about "I earned all this myself". 

Haiti is the end product of humanity gone awry. Every cruel existing condition in Haiti is the consequences of ignorant and selfish human behavior. Haiti is now a country pretty much devoid of trees, topsoil, plants, wildlife, fresh water, personal safety, decent schools, hospitals, health care, domestic food production, gainful employment, social tranquility, or individual opportunities. Haiti started off as the land of opportunity, and to the first European settlers a sort of Heaven on Earth. Rather than try to emulate this 'Heaven" in their own countries, all the riches and labor of Haiti were exploited for material gains. Everything in the way of this expatiation was wantonly destroyed and not the least of which were the inhabitants of the Island themselves---first the native Indians, then African slaves, then freed slaves right on down to the current inhabitants. When social or natural disasters hit Haiti other countries provide billions of dollars of relief. The relief efforts are sincere enough, but almost all of the money spent essentially is poured back into the foreign industries and companies which supply the relief. The only economies which benefit are the economies of the countries providing the relief. And thus individual Haitians may get enough water, food and blankets to survive another day, but that another day is just as poor and sorry-ass as any other day before the disaster, and often just worse. 

Relief workers seldom hang around in places like Haiti. They become disillusioned by the hopelessness of the situation and the shenanigans of the trapped population of citizens who live there. What is the average Haitian who lives on the island suppose to think of these relief aid workers who manage sometimes to keep them alive but rarely with any means to escape their pervasive hopelessness?  At no point, when each time other countries rush in to 'save' Haiti, are the residents going to see any chance for good schools, good health care, good jobs, safe neighborhoods, personal freedom, good homes, or any of the other such matters which are needed for  the 'good life' as so many of the rest of us already have. 

The ending of this musing has no detectable silver linings. It took hundreds of years to destroy the bountiful blessings of nature on this island. It would take hundreds of years to restore this lost bounty of nature to the point where it could sustain a population of humans. We can babble on about quality of government, religion, culture, generosity of foreign aid, politics, capitalism, socialism, human rights, and so on, BUT----what is there really left to do but clear the island of humans and let nature restore the island to be inhabitable again---and we know there is no chance of this happening.  Who would take any of the current inhabitants?  And more to the point, which of the events which destroyed Haiti----human overpopulation, destruction of forests, loss of topsoil, loss of jobs, rampant health problems, poor schools for too many, lopsided distribution of wealth---which of these problems is being solved anywhere's else on earth?  Nowhere. 


Hold on to your hats, this ride into the future is going to be with a whole lot 'bumpin' going on.  Should we sit and worry ourselves to death? Not really. Mother Nature bats last. If we stifle our noise we can hear Her footsteps coming.  As Lincoln advised us: "Let us have faith that right makes might; and in that faith let us to the end, dare to do our duty as we understand it."  Our individual ability to do that generates the meaning of our lives, to reap contentment for individual duty done. God's evolutionary process will take care of the future, as it always has for millions of years.  

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Knock-Out Game, Domestic Violence, Wars, Gun Deaths, Culture, and Governnment

Note: (Musing follows)

Author Notes about this Blog

This blog was set up originally simply as a file deposit for musings which I sent out to friends. Somehow a lot of people managed to find the URL, and that is ok.  Since the blogs were not originally meant for general distribution most have not been carefully edited.  I may go back now and do the proper editing. I have recently published a book titled: The Meaning of Life.  Anyone interested can find it listed in Amazon.com under the author name Reid S. James. There is a description of the content along with the listing. It was published in late October 2013. Any income from the book will be donated to various 501 category charities. Given the nature of the book, to do otherwise would be hypocritical. Given the original intent of this URL I have never provided an opportunity for any response to these musings. I think I will leave it that way as I don't have the time for a lot of responding to comments by others. These musings are written as food for thought, and do not purport to be anything other than what the blog implies: personal musings. Were I to personally know many of you who visit this URL I sense we would have a lot of engaging conversations. There are too many now for that to be practical. 

Knock-out game, Domestic Violence, Wars, Gun Deaths, Culture, and Government

I reckon most of us agree that violent behavior can be a combination of genetics and environment. I suspect that most of us can agree that 'violence begets violence'. We live in a world in which terrorism, gun deaths, drug war violence, ethnic wars, religious wars, and violence against the environment and other species is rampant. 

Behind the physical violence and vitriolic verbal assaults on others is anger. ANGER IS GOOD WHEN when it arises for the right reasons and can be channeled into a resolution to a problem.  Why are so many so angry at so many things these days? I know it is the best of all worlds for some of us, and the worst of all worlds for others. BUT, even many living in a modernistic materialistic best of all worlds seem really angry or frustrated about their lives. Why is this?  The American Indians, for example, had to survive winters in the northern American continent with merely a tepee and a blanket. I wonder what the anger level was back then?  My guess it was less back then because the playing field was level, there weren't some Indians with with heated homes and others with tepees and blankets. IT SEEMS WHEN EVERYONE IS IN THE SAME BOAT, ON A LEVEL FIELD, COOPERATION IS GENERATED RATHER THAN ANGER. We see this over and over again with natural disasters which destroy entire communities. We see this in Scandinavian countries where no one has to worry about the basic needs of life. 

If someone were to ask me to describe life in the 21st century I would be incapable of such a task. People like myself live a lifestyle that maybe constitutes 5% of the world's population. It is the best of all possible worlds for us. The other 95% are not so lucky and the lowest percentiles are living in a cruel unforgiving atmosphere.
There are more people, in terms of total numbers, dying from curable diseases, starvation, homicide, war, or existing landless---refugees with unhealthy drinking water, and greater pollution---than ever before in human history. Books written about those who go to these wretched areas as part of humanitarian assistance present about as depressing a picture of life as can be envisioned, even by science fiction.  

Anger is often a product of unequal playing fields. Unequal playing fields generate unequal wealth.  And unequal wealth, to the extremes, generates societal implosion.  REALISTICALLY, THE PLAYING FIELDS CAN NEVER BE MADE EQUAL. Diversity is one of the engines which drives the evolutionary process. No diversity, no progress. No diversity and a species would die off en masse from environmental changes. There would be no adaptation and no evolutionary advancement. One species characteristic of humans is an elevated sense of ethics.  ETHICS EXISTS TO SOFTEN THE CONSEQUENCES OF DIVERSITY. Rather than any survival of the fittest in the cruelest way, as with lower level species, humans can make life more comfortable for the least amongst us and that, in a nutshell, is our ethical duty.  BUT, if that is an ethical duty imposed on us genetically, we are, collectively and miserably, failing. THIS EVOLUTIONARY TRAIT HAS A LONG WAY TO GO.

Many often express to me how cheerful I always seem to be, sometimes even asking "what is my secret?" Maybe I am just too insensate to the realities of my own status in life. No one objectively, looking at my life, is likely to conclude that I have everything one could wish for in life. Given the nature of God's created evolutionary process, that would constitute a rather ignorant goal for anyone to set for themselves in life. The diversity generated by chance hardly makes us all equal, either in genetic constitution or the environment in which we live. If I am not the brightest person on the planet, why would I even expect to be?  If I am not the handsomest person on the planet why would I expect to be? If I am not, by nature, the most personable chap around, why would I expect to be, etc.  And, on what basis would I gather any modest achievements in my life and then proclaim "I did all this the old fashioned way, I earned them!". Or Claim any advantages I have in life are a gift from the God of my inherited religion?  

It took years for me to comprehend this, and slowly, over the years---to understand that neither I, nor anyone else, is the center of God's evolutionary process. We may badly want to think otherwise, and seek desperately to find a way to get God to exempt us from some of the laws which govern the evolutionary process. There are so many things every person wants, or does not want to be, and naturally it is comforting to think we can find a way to get God on our side---personally protecting us. That comfort leaks repeatedly as, by chance, just as many bad things happen to us or anyone, as any one else. And the more we believe God is personally on our side the harder comes the fall when we gradually realize this is simply not true.  NONE OF US ARE EXEMPT FROM GOD'S EVOLUTIONARY LAWS.

So whose side is God on?  His brilliance, compassion, and foresight are reflected in the evolutionary process which He created. This process, billions of years old now, is still a work in progress. Viewed from this grand over-all perception, what could be more brilliant than this process which wends it's way progressively upward over eons of TIME. We would do best to understand that this opportunity we have all received is for us to be but a minuscule part of this process---that is all we get. Like in a poker game, no one chooses the cards they get dealt. And God, like an honest poker dealer, does not select who is going to get the best cards. LET US REMEMBER THAT AT BIRTH WE HAVE NOT YET EARNED A DAMN THING.

Thus, in reality, we have a choice.  We can complain about all our imperfections or disadvantages in life, or we can do the best we can with the cards we have, and realize how much we achieve in life is AS MUCH dependent on others as it ever is ourselves. For all of us, in varying degrees, just how much we can really get out of life, given our cards dealt, DEPENDS ON OTHERS. We need depend on the more fortunate in life for their help and the less fortunate in life depend on us for help. Thus, diversity amongst humans exists just like it does with other species. But, and this is a huge BUT, we are genetically endowed with an ethical sense which can be developed like any other genetically endowed sense. In essence, that ethical sense has the ability to understand others are just as important as ourselves. The ramifications of this are that the less fortunate can achieve a greater level of contentment in life only through the help of those more fortunate. This means, from a practical sense, that A JUST SOCIETY CAN ONLY EXIST THROUGH THE APPLICATION OF THE GOLDEN RULE.  We can pray 10 times a day, but it is a waste of time. God doesn't need us to tell Him to make life better for ourselves or others. God gave us the ability to, individually and collectively, maximize the amount of contentedness everyone receives in life, no matter what cards are dealt at birth. 

Only when existing cultures exist on earth which do not reflect the above do we find ourselves dealing with so much violence in various forms, in our own country or others. If I am cheerful it is because I realize a lot of good things were handed to me by genetic or environmental chance, and that it has been the kindnesses extended to me by others which have permitted the modest achievements which have given me adequate contentment in life.  If we understand when ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, half the battle for contentment is over. When we accept that OTHERS COUNT AS MUCH AS OURSELVES, the other half of the battle is won. In essence, HALF OF ALL THE GOOD THINGS I CAN DO FOR MYSELF ARE TO BE MATCHED BY ALL THE GOOD THINGS I CAN DO FOR THE LESS FORTUNATE.

Being born in the United States was a lucky gift by chance. Being raised in a good neighborhood environment was an added piece of good luck. The schools I went to, the parents I had, the medical and dental care I received, the athletic ability I received, the kind of friends I had in my formative years----all of these I certainly never earned but are good enough reasons to remain cheerful. 

Not everyone born in the U.S. was given such a good hand at birth. Some, of course, were dealt a better hand, but like in poker, the hand you get is the hand you get and only a fool spends any time moping over the cards in their hand. But unlike poker, others can help us with advice, example, and often actually put some better cards in our hands. Thus our odds for some success can be better in life than in poker.

Most Americans agree every child DESERVES a good school with the same amount of money spent by the public to educate him/her as the amount of public money spent to educate any other child. Why would any child deserve less? Same with health care. Every child deserves excellent health care. Why would any child deserve less? And it progresses from there.  Why would any of our citizens not deserve good health care or good opportunities for jobs, or a living wage for a job, or a pension of some sort for old age, etc. Here is where America is failing badly and the reason for the title of this musing.

We can, and do, deprive others of what we have been blessed with at birth---and wall them off in decrepit ghettoes of some sort, and jail them when they respond in ways which jeopardizes our own sense of well being. We call it justice but it is nothing more than ensuring there will remain an unlevel playing field. Much of what we like to call justice is nothing more than laws to ensure that we who have been given much, will find a greased pathway to additional gains of some sort in life. 
Of course it is natural to take care of oneself, one's own family, one's own friends, and those who look, think, dress, and worship as we do. BUT IT IS NOT ETHICAL TO DO THAT AND LEAVE THE LESS FORTUNATE TO FEND FOR THEMSELVES.

On what rational do we purport to think God favors us over any other of his creations via His evolutionary process, let alone think that we are made after God's own image, or think like God, or we alone---after following the dictates of our inherited religion---are going to Heaven after death?  Isn't all of this a bit self-centered? 

It is when we begin to think like this that our society begins to function in ways which will cause our society to implode in due time, perhaps sooner than we can imagine.  I don't think it is possible, in this day and age, where all sorts of gadgets enable us to be well aware of how others live, to plead ignorance of just who these less fortunate are. This makes it impossible for us not to have an awareness of just how sad are the lives of so many. For me personally, as with a lot of people, this sadness for the plight of the less fortunate makes it really easy to accept for ourselves WHEN ENOUGH IS ENOUGH and to READILY SHARE ANY EXCESS WEALTH with the less fortunate. 

Frankly, any form of government which allows some in society to hoard excess wealth for themselves, in some genetic, or any other kind of cabal, is a government bereft of ethics and foresight. Sloppy sorriness without action is useless sorriness. If all someone has is some sort of vague sloppy sorriness for the less fortunate while they throw their excess money around on materialistic modernism, or their own family members---then this particular someone is not ethical at all. They are simply self serving and ignorant when they claim it is their wealth to do with what they want, that they 'gained it the old fashioned way, they earned it'. 

It is not that people cannot earn wealth and be ethical, but it is what they do with earned wealth that determines wether they are ethical, and can ever reach a high degree of contentedness with their lives. IGNORING THE PLIGHT OF THE LESS FORTUNATE IS NEVER A ROAD TO REAL CONTENTMENT

What kind of ethical culture would use property taxes to fund schools? That is nothing more than a selfish scheme to make sure those with the most wealth have the best schools for their children. What kind of ethical culture would let the quality of health care depend of the wealth of the person in question?  What kind of culture would peg social security to the cost of living and deny that relationship to the minimum wage? What kind of culture would let people buy goods made with slave labor (less than a living wage)?  Not only is this practice a disaster for those working at those wages, but it puts those companies out of business who pay a living wage. 
What kind of culture would spend the majority of public money on military expenditures that exceed the military expenditures of every other industrial nation combined? What kind of country would wage invasions of other countries one after another and finance these invasions by borrowing the money---money to be paid off by future generations? What kind of ethical country would use an army of paid mercenaries to suffer all the casualties while the rest of the citizens have no sacrifice demanded of them at all? If there is something worth fighting for then everyone should have to sacrifice in some way for such an adventure. What kind of country let's majority preference decide which recreational drugs are legal? What drugs are legal should always be decided by qualified scientists knowledgeable about the drugs in question and never politicians or majority preference. What kind of culture allows some medically or socially harmful addictions be criminalized instead of providing medical treatment for any addictions? What kind of a culture allows ghetto kids selling marijuana to have mandatory 10 year sentences and yet a bartender can sell liquor to binge drinkers and legally make a profit doing it?  All addictions are a medical problem and should be treated as a medical one. What kind of culture allows the wealthy to treat addiction to certain substances with medical rehabilitation and the poor to get mandatory years in jail? What kind of culture allows it's major national sport teams to be owned by a privileged 'old-boys-club' of wealthy men and run as an unregulated, no limits, personal toy?  

Ok, enough. But let us now shift to view much of life as viewed by the less fortunate among us, those living in our walled off ghettoes across the globe. Children in these ghettoes have some of the modern gadgets the wealthy have. They see and understand what others have been given that they have never been given.
Of course they get angry about their lot in life and the cards dealt to their hands. Of course they express that anger in different ways. And some of those ways make the rest of us angry.  After all, we did not personally deal those cards to them. Our anger at some of their actions is expressed via jailing them, and keeping them distant from our own lives. And we have considerable anger toward them since with 5% of the world's population we have 25% of the world's prisoners in our jails at roughly $30,000 per year.

The situation is this: we are angry and jail them, but their violent anger continues to express itself. It is hard to impose an unlevel playing field on those who have nothing left to lose and still keep them in their place. It is also dangerous. Being poor by itself does not always doom proper development during the formative years. I taught for years in a University where many of the students came from the seamiest areas of the city. While generalizations have many exceptions, some of these 'poor as dirt' students were raised in a very supportive and loving environment often by a single parent or a grandparent, uncle, aunt, etc. They had no chip on their shoulders and they stood out as being responsible, tolerant, eager to learn, sharing, personable, independent, caring individuals. All they had going for them was their character and their character made them popular and good citizens. 

But along with the above, from the same neighborhood, are those students  raised in a very stressful, hostile, cold, emotionally unstable environment. In earlier times, when poor neighborhoods had their streets and porches teeming with neighbors, these kind of children could get some support and genuine love from others. But today many neighborhoods are too dangerous for kids to hang in yards or streets--- these kids are raised behind bars with a high level of fear toward others and everything in life. The degree of anger that can build up in a child penned up behind bars on doors and windows, with little of the benefits any child deserves, can generate extreme hostility towards those not so deprived of the same benefits. It can become an attitude of: "YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME, I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU." 

I once called a student into my office who came to class maybe twice and was obviously just grabbing some Pell grant for education with no intention of going to class. He just wanted the money.  I asked him, "Do you think it right to take money from other people who want to help you and just pocket it without even trying to pass a course?"  His answer, to the best I can recollect, in his own dialect which I can't duplicate, went something like this:  "Quit the bullshit. No one is trying to help me. No government has ever tried to help me. You really think I could pass this course? You know what kind of schools I went to? A lot of tax money went to educate you, to keep you healthy, to fix your teeth before they had to be taken out, to make you safe, to give you a safe environment. I don't care about you or anyone else. I would rob you in an instant just for the hell of it, to make you feel some of the pain I have felt all my life. I was going to rob you just for calling me into your office about this grant money. But a girl in the class told me you actually try to help a lot of them. So I cut you some slack."

I asked him: "Don't you think you could rise above the past, dress differently, and begin to start a different life? The object should be for you to get people to like you, not fear you."  I may as well have asked him if he was making plans to travel to the moon. "Where I live, this is the way you dress to make sure no one messes with you, or dares break into your house and mess with your family. It is dog eat dog where I live and no one better mess with me and they know it. What are they gonna do about the money I already spent from the grant? Put me in jail? I already been in jail---jail time ain't nothing but rest time for me and free food. Nobody in society has cared about me ever, and if they come in my neighborhood they will find out how much I care about them. My life was over a long time ago and all I need is enough to eat and be left alone. It is a trade-off. I take enough to eat and they get to live."

The above condenses some of the harshest things the guy said, but the picture is clear enough. Perhaps he is right, we collectively, had the chance to help him and we failed. The damage done cannot be undone. Our formative years are not forever.
And neither was his. He did not get what every child deserves in their formative years because our culture did not deem it a high priority. We cared that his life not be aborted prior to birth, but after that our ethics ceased. We are not ignoring the needs of others on purpose, we are just too caught up in unregulated, unrestricted capitalism and family values. Those who are caught up in amassing wealth do not consider it their obligation to direct their excess wealth to ensure the less fortunate get a level playing field. And those wrapped up in family values are focused almost exclusively on their own families, not just in the formative stages of their offspring, but often forever, including inheritance matters. For many people with 'family values' there is no room for the less fortunate. 

Our own government, in some sense, parades around the globe acting like this guy acts in his neighborhood.  Nobody is going to mess with us, not with all our smart bombs, drones, missiles, and automatic guns. We send the same message to this guy that we send to other nations. Upset us about most anything and we will use violence to get our way. 

Strangely, we have used our weaponry and leveled infrastructures across whole nations, killed people by the millions and at a ratio something like for every one of us they kill, we kill ten of them. But violence begets violence---at home and abroad.
These 'others'---at home and abroad---don't have smart bombs, missiles, drones, fancy military equipment of most any sort. They have booby traps, suicide bombers, terrorists of various ilk, snipers galore. And every time, it is we who tire, declare our invasion over, and go home, each time leaving an enhanced culture of violence, intolerance, revengefulness, and widespread anger. It is simply weird. A tyrant like Sadaam killed an estimated 10,000 people in like 10 years He is dead but the death rate to get rid of him is in the millions of his own people and while we are gone now, the killing rate continues. VIOLENCE BEGETS VIOLENCE.

Assuredly, the process of evolution will move on, with or without some major catastrophic correction, and in due time, kindness and tolerance will rule, not violence, to generate peaceful societies.  IT IS HARD TO HATE THOSE WHO LIKE AND HELP YOU.  THERE IS THE REAL PEACE PLAN.

If the young man in my office had felt some kindness as a child from the culture in which he lived, which is our culture, he would not have ended up so full of hate. As John Kennedy said:  "If a free society cannot help the many who are poor, it cannot save the few who are rich."  Those of us who are fortunate have much to fear, if not for ourselves, then for the future of our offspring.  And if we want to pass onto our offspring the kind of good life we may ourselves have now, we need give priority to what Kennedy was saying. FOR ANY SOCIETY, KEEPING MOST OF IT'S WEALTH IN GENETIC CABALS, OR ANY OTHER KIND OF CABALS, IS A FATAL MISTAKE.