Although I’m an optimistic person who sees the glass as half full, these days it seems that people are not only seeing the glass half empty, they’re taking other people’s glasses and hurling them to the ground to break. Civility is an unknown word and “discussion” = name-calling. It both tires and saddens me.
In his latest book Manitou Canyon, William Kent Krueger mentions the gifts of the seven grandfathers as told by the Anishinaabe, gifts will guide a child to a good life.
In these days of anger, disrespect, and the willingness to be rude and vulgar, especially online;
when cheating seems to be a way of life, even a badge of honor;
when the students in the supposedly tolerant universities will shout down a speaker with whom they disagree;
in a society where puffing oneself up for the least accomplishment (or an accomplishment of no or dubious value), our “heroes” are movie stars, and the media reveres bad boys and girls, men and women,
I wish that each newborn child would be gifted with these seven gifts:
- humility, and
What a different world it would be if each of us had even a modest amount of each of these gifts! Is it too late for those already born to gain a modicum of each of these gifts? If so, I fear for our country and for our world.