FEAR!

I’m tired of being afraid all the time. This isn’t a new thing, it’s the general dread of our times. I’m sure I’m not the only one that feels this on a daily basis. I grew up in the 60’s. I was born under a nuclear threat. We had these things called duck and cover drills. How quickly can you crawl under a steel and wood student desk that covers maybe your head. Unless like me you have a fat head, then it doesn’t fit at all.

It’s taken a while for me to identify WHY this dread is so much different than the threat I grew up with. I finally figured it out. The threat I grew up with was a general all around fear because of things half a world away in Russia. It was the fear of having someone in a room somewhere causing fire to rain down on us. There was no single person to be afraid of, so low level fear all the time, day and night. But I would never be the one standing on the other side of the desk begging them not to press the button. Today’s constant fear is kinda like that, only it’s not a world away, it’s in our backyard. And the person pointing the gun at you is your cousin.

As I’ve said before on this blog, I was raised military, at Fort Benning, Georgia. Seems to me I remember studying a war where cousin was fighting cousin and brother fighting brother. It freed an entire people from slavery. I hear they’re thinking of bringing it back, only with a much larger demographic.

My folks both fought in World War 2. The first country that Germany invaded was….. Germany. Normal people got in the way, so they arrested them without cause, moved them into concentration camps or just shot them on sight. That’s what happens to disidents and troublemakers. Sound familiar. They did something called a “purge”. I really hope the United States doesn’t go down that path. I love this country, and I dread to think of it as war torn.

AGAIN, I am not a political person. I vote, but I don’t campaign, or fund raise, or soliciting. I like a quiet life, with my wife and dogs. Right now, I fear for them too.