NOTE: I started this a week or so ago in fear of what might happen on January 6, and worse, on the 20th. Now today, on the 6th at 5pm, and almost sick to my stomach, I am going to attempt to finish it.
At 78, I am, for the first time in my life, ashamed of my government and many of my fellow citizens. Never in my wildest imagination could I have dreamed of what is going on in our nation’s capital this afternoon. We’ve all seen the shame on TV–calling out the National Guard to assist the Capitol Police and DC Police in controlling what can be called nothing short of a riot.
I have enjoyed contributing to The Kent Pilot over the past year. The last several months of 2020 and now the first week of 2021 have sent me into a state of confusion I’m not at all happy with.
I’ve had my share of bad luck or made bad decisions over the years. An old friend used to say, “I’ve never been in jail or been bankrupt, but have come damn close.” In other words, I’ve seen a lot, but nothing like 2020 or the beginning of 2021.
Where in God’s name is this country going? Are we no longer even a country, or just a group of mindless sheep following along?
I find myself concerned for my children and, even more so, for their offspring.
The bright spot in 2021, so far, is my first grandchild that is expected any day in Australia. I never thought I would be glad my grandchild will be a citizen of another country, but, sadly, I am.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not giving up on our country, but I am frightened. That’s how concerned I am. It has also become hard for me to come up with fun memories or bright spots from my past at this distressing time.
Maybe this will be hard for many of you to understand, and my small voice will make no difference; but, please give it some thought.
Maybe later, we’ll see.
Keep Wearing Your Masks!