Yesterday I cleaned out the refrigerator. I didn't find any mold, but there were some severely out-of-date "Sell By" items. Yuck.
Simple things make me happy. A goldfinch on the feeder. A pair of cardinals flitting about in bushes by the river. An empty laundry basket. A new episode of a favorite podcast.
Stupid people make me unhappy. Yesterday a Facebook friend shared a post that stated (something like) "Sorry our flag offends you. Your saggy pants offend me." That same friend shared a photo this morning of the twin tower attacks with the words "How did we get from this [photo] to worrying whether we are offending Muslims?" Another lovely share (yes, by the same friend) showed a billboard that states "Cain killed Abel with a rock. Guns don't kill people, people kill people." I am dumbfounded and astonished and angry and brokenhearted when I realize that there really are people who hate, and people who truly believe that American gun laws are too strict already.
Oh, yeah - that same person (a woman in my town whose three kids I taught at Hartland School) also posted a photo of a father beating a child with the words "What America needs is child control, not gun control". What possible good can come of believing in and promoting these hate-filled, paranoia-driven opinions? Is the world going to be a better place if parents are allowed to beat their children? If we let the racist South Carolina flag continue to fly on government property? If people continue to insist that gun ownership is "a God-given right in these United States"?
I could go on. And on. But ranting on this page isn't what this page is for.
Guess I'll go grocery shopping now.
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