Am I the only person who wonders about the goings-on in the Middle East? Am I the only person who thinks that everyone over there, Islamic or Jewish, is literally in love with hatred?
Yesterday it was announced that the Palestinian peace talks were going to resume.
Why does it not surprise me that, almost immediately, someone shoots up a Jewish seminary and kills some people there? The attack had only one goal, it seems to me - to sabotage the planned peace talks. This appears to happen almost on schedule. Someone tries to revive a movement toward peace, and someone else immediately does something to derail it.
The rest of the world sits by, utterly befuddled and confused, with no idea of how to communicate, no idea of how to gain trust, no idea even of how to get us all on the same page.
And we achieve nothing toward peace, though we all think we desire peace. How is it that we desire peace but can do so little toward having it? Does anyone besides me wonder what isn't working in our world? Obviously something is not.
We shuttle back and forth, shooting guns with one hand and waving peace signs with the other hand. We scurry and bustle like ants whose hill has been run over with a lawnmower. It must be comical to a cosmic observer. (I'm not kidding. I once watched a documentary on the arms race in the Cold War and I could have laughed myself silly. We worked so hard to build weapons that would destroy our entire civilization, as though we had good sense.) We must be hilarious. Slapstick on Planet Earth!
But too much pain comes from it. (Of course, that is what most comedy and humor are based on.) Too many lives are lost. Too many other lives are irrevocably altered.
It is too tragic to be funny.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment