Friday, September 16, 2011

Truth or Consequence, Say It Aloud

There are about seven billion of us on this orb at any one time-plus/minus a couple of million coming or going (or maybe transmigrating if you're so inclined) and many more than most of us spend a lot of time here on the ant farm elbowing our way to basically where we are and where we'll stay.

We're ordinary people-not bad people; not good people. People driven and shaped for the most part by our circumstances and surroundings. We work as hard as we can (and our mileage may vary) to be good sons and daughters, brothers and sisters, husbands and wives, fathers and mothers, lovers and beloved. Always in pairs as if there were a straight line from Noah's through de triomphe stopping at Joan and making a covenant. We're basic biology with some additional brain wrinkles and opposable thumbs but we're not simple.

We have wants, needs and desires and some of us are capable of a little more in terms of care, consideration and constancy and, maybe, what social scientists like to call higher order thinking (HOT) and who always seem surprised at who can do that. (hint: NOT Paris Hilton).

Lower order primates fight for their place in this world and so, too, do we and for ourselves and our families but we are also able, and often far too willing, to fight for abstractions like king and country or my God can beat up your God or one of the thousands of reasons for the millions of wars that we have waged on another since time, as we know it, began.

Yesterday however was a good day for all us-and not just for someone who, as I watched his honors, seemed genuinely moved that anyone found him to be special. For my part, I cannot imagine how you could not find him amazing. He is Dakota Meyer and a very young man in a war that has aged horribly many of those it has not killed and the closest thing to a rainbow we can place in the sky to remind Him of His promise. Meyer is a semper fi kind of guy-when you watched his clip, you found out why.
-bill kenny

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