A Lesson in Humanity from the Rest of the Beasts of the Wood~

A Lesson in Humanity from the Rest of the Beasts of the Wood~

as raw as nerves get, they can always use a little salt. Today, in America, most all gather around to give thanks. They are an ironic people. No matter where you descended from, you cannot deny that our country was founded at a great cost to other nations and peoples.

We, like the surrey little insolent children we are, fled our homelands (for those of us of European descent) to be able to govern our own lives. Putting ourselves first above all others. We were anarchists and rebels and selfish and juvenile. We believed that we were righteous. But the land to which we fled wasn't ours to take. Such is life around the world and how we all continue to make the same mistakes (looking on what is going down in Israel and the Gaza strip as well as the Slavic regions and other middle eastern lands).

In this country there were Vikings to the north (Canada) and they interbred with the natives. To our south were Spanish emigrants and their half Spaniard/half native offspring and here in the States the two blended races blended across the purple mountains majesty as well as the fruited plains. In a country where approximately 17% of the populace holds over 80% of all wealth and holdings, it is difficult to find something to be thankful about. People are starving, here, at home. People are cold who have been without power for weeks through disasters (no NOT just NY/NJ) and people who will sleep in the streets tonight in the larger metropolises after receiving a free meal provided by a local shelter or ministry who themselves can barely afford to eat.

We spend so much time telling other peoples how to live. Russians, Serbians, Syrians, Muslims, Orientals, Africans, Natives... that we are barely living or taking care of our own families and peoples. Why am I telling you this? Because it is my job. Not to make guilt where there is none; to make awareness where there should be...

I AM THANKFUL...for the few family members who do, in a time of crisis, come to the aide of one another when needed. Fight and holler and bicker we must but when someone is really down, they manage to hold a cease fire long enough to feed, clothe and help with transportation issues (thank you dad) that arise. Then it's back to bickering and fighting...I am thankful for the wonderful friends and fans I have met and made here in this forum as well as others, for my loving pets who adore me unconditionally and my teenager who conditionally loves me now but is growing up to be a fine young lady, even if a bit unorthodox like her momma. I am proud of what I am and thankful to the young man who's story led me to my answers and to the people I come from. No not the immediate generations but the ancestry that begat such wonderful creatures. My two closest "chosen" sisters Julie and Lori-lee and their unending love for me and my kid. I am thankful for another sunset where I can walk with my own two legs. I am thankful for the men and women throughout time who have given their lives so that I may have the freedom to be disdainful and realistic in this plastic-Barbie world of make-believe. I am thankful to the countless men and women who still fight or have served, even if I don't share the ideal of the necessity of war. I am thankful that my friends are safe, my car runs and the new man in my life you are all sick of hearing about (but my family just heard about! *giggles) these last five months.

...I am thankful to literacy and books whether paper or binary and to the people whose words are timeless as I hope my own will be someday. I believe in chaos and all the other mischievous gods that govern and the right to believe in what you need to, to get by, so long as your beliefs do not harm another. I won't make you worship my gods if you don't make me worship yours. I am thankful to words and language. I wish more people took an interest in it or at least in their own. Yes, I am thankful all my naughty parts work, superbly and to "him" again for teaching me to never give up hope and to not lower my standards because all the "dollies" on the shelf are defective. I found one that isn't, or at least isn't for what I need...I am so thankful for all the close personal friends who I may never get to meet but I consider an integral part of my world/life. There are many I call brother and sister. Not as close as the 3 or 4 but closer than some of my own family.

Take the time to be thankful for those who are in YOUR lives and those who MADE your life possible through sacrifice of their own. Native Americans, Black/Brown/Red/Yellow/Blue/White/Pink/Green/Orange (nod to Jersey Shore*giggles)/Grey Americans, the Oriental people who laid the railroads a century ago that carry your goods to you, The Asian convenience store guy who keeps your particular brand of goods you like. The waitress who fills your cup and the housekeeper who cleans your room at the hotel you stay in on vacation. Today is about people. All the people who touched your life. Even the ones you don't like. And the loud-mouthed idiots like me and radio jocks and comedians who are here (some of us for free) to inspire you with lateral thought as opposed to the narrow vertical type. Be patient with one another. Forgive one another but protect yourselves. (<--this means you can forgive a person and still dislike them and keeping and respecting a distance and their right to live just as you have that right!)...it's funny that this message of humanity should be brought to you by the least humane beast on 2 feet. Enjoy what you got and share what you have and be merry this holiday season~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves...