Thursday, December 20, 2012

It's The End of the World as We Know It

A lot of people think the world is going to end tomorrow. You know, the Mayan calendar, the alignment of the planets, John Cusack, aliens, etc.

The joke's on us, though, because the world ended last week. Last Friday. At least, the world ended for 27 families in Connecticut. And the ripple effect has knocked the wind out of me.

I don't know what to say about the Sandy Hook shooting, except that it is unthinkably awful and unbearably sad. As a self-labeled curmudgeon, I can be kind of a misanthrope. I don't believe that all people are inherently good. I expect them to lie, cheat, and steal; to make offensive jokes; to merge lanes without signaling; to clip their nails on the subway. But this... this makes the world seem unlivable. This makes me want to defect from the human race. I've been feeling extra pessimistic this past week. Part of me wonders how I could have possibly brought a child into this kind of world, which is not only warming itself to death but also driving its citizens to murder each other in increasingly horrific ways, at increasingly young ages.

But there's no reset button.  John Cusack does not (spoiler alert!) swoop in at the end to save us... and even if he did, kickboxing--sport of the future!--isn't enough to protect us from the rising oceans, the melting ice caps, the deranged gunmen. The only choice is to cling to the hope that things can and will get better. That hearts--and laws--will change, and that we'll all start taking better care of ourselves, each other, and our earth.

To that end, I'm trying.

I hope you are, too.

Wow, is this the most depressing way to wish you happy holidays, or what? I'm like Eeyore with a UTI. I'll be back next week with more Christmas cheer.



  1. Here's what really bothers me: for a few days after the tragedy, people were nice to one another. Tomorrow marks one week and it seems as if the same people went back to being dickheads like it never happened. I live in Michigan, I know I'm geographically far removed from this, but I still expect people to take a few minutes to be kind to one another. Apparently it's too much to ask during the holiday season! I don't even want to celebrate this year.

  2. Nah, this was a perfect way to say Happy Holidays. And it may take longer than next week to feel the cheer again. You are right, this ripple effect is knocking the wind out of everyone. I have been cutting hair for 35 years and the tragedy of last Friday has deeply effected people more than anything I can remember. And it doesn't stop there...strangers in cafes, the gym, the dentist, even my therapist started talking about it and how it effected her...and it needs to be spoken of, by and to, all of us. So we don't forget. Ever. Thanks Una. And no matter what, you'll always be a curmudgeon! Just not as sassy sometimes...

  3. Thanks for sharing what we're all thinking... Loved this post!

  4. Here's to trying.

    Happy Solstice and Merry Christmas.

  5. Rebecca12:07 PM

    I think your last paragraph was a perfect holiday wish - if we believe that light/the light of the world/whatever came at this literally and metaphorically dark time, we need to act to make that light still shine.

  6. Your thoughts were appropriate. We need to reflect and push forward along a better path. Warm Holiday Greetings...

  7. Anonymous11:48 PM

    Well said...not a bummer at all. This is one of those things we can never let fade from our minds or our hearts. We need to keep moving on and moving forward but with lessons learned. Our family is participating in #26Acts and trying to keep it going for as long as we can...


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