My Hope is in We the People

 

Diary entry for Tuesday, September 29

 

We watched about half of the Presidential debate. Kevin walked away and I turned it off.  Awful.  I am playing jazz to reduce the stress and discord from watching two grown men insult and belittle each other, talking over each other and over the moderator.  It was useless.  Biden proved he has a sound mind but that he is as rude as Trump.  Neither man showed any respect.  I am done.

 

I think there must be decent people willing to lead this country, they just can’t make it past the primaries.  I told Kevin it was all in God’s hands, and I am done.  Even if I’m not sure there is a God involved in our affairs, I still trust those hands more than ours.

 

I finished a book, drank a glass of wine and enjoyed the music and my candle.  Then outside I noticed it was a full moon.  It was a chilly, clear night with a full moon right above the porch to the left of the cottonwood tree, and I realized no matter how dingy, how dirty those politicians were, the world would keep on turning, functioning as nature intended and we humans would keep on living and dying, loving and hating in much the same way as always.  Nature is clear, beautiful and cold, it does what it was designed to do and nothing changes unless it is part of the pattern of nature, science, design.  The world will continue spinning the same as always and we can hold onto our integrity and virtue no matter what, no matter who becomes president.  We still have to be who we are.

 

I wrote this an hour after the debate, and except for the boring section listing my activities of the day, tennis, cleaning etc, this is word for word what I wrote.  Why am I sharing this?  I have no idea, except that I felt so much better after writing it, so maybe others might feel better too.  I will still vote, making the best decision I can make, but my hope is not in one of these angry old men, but in you, me, my family and your families.  We, the people, have to be the ones with integrity, virtue, respect of others no matter which side of this crazy political divide we are on.  It is up to us.  Hasn’t it always been that way?