Someone wrote this on a Nextdoor post in Los Angeles. I WAS JUST WONDERING... I’ve been wondering why this entire country seems to be under a cloud of constant misery. Why we all seem to be Russians waiting in line for toilet paper, meat, Lysol. Hoarding yeast and sourdough starter “in case we can’t get bread”, Buying stamps so that one of our most beloved institutions might survive. Why we all look like we are in bad need of a haircut, or a facial or a reason to dress up again and go somewhere. Anywhere There is no art in this White House. There is no literature or poetry in this White House. No music. No Kennedy Center award celebrations. No books except references that were there years before. There are no pets in this White House. No loyal man’s best friend. No Socks the family cat. No kids science fairs. No times when this president takes off his blue suit-red tie uniform and becomes human, except when he puts on his white shirt- khaki pants uniform and hides from Americans to play golf. There are no images of the first family enjoying themselves together in a moment of relaxation. No Obamas on the beach in Hawaii moments, or Bushes fishing in Kennebunkport, no Reagans on horseback, no Kennedys playing touch football on the Cape. I was thinking the other day of the summer when George H couldn’t catch a fish and all the grandkids made signs and counted the fish-less days. And somehow, even if you didn’t even like GHB, you got caught up in the joy of a family that loved each other and had fun. Where did that country go? Where did all of the fun and joy and expressions of love and happiness go? We used to be a country that did the ice bucket challenge and raised millions for charity. We used to have a president that calmed and soothed the nation instead dividing it. We used to have presidents that smiled a lot and used to joke a bit during press conferences. And a First Lady that planted a garden instead of ripping one out. The First Lady Lived in the same house with the president. Now she lives in another state with her son. It is truly a house divided; a house without joy, without laughter -a dark, unhappy house of anger and vengeance. We are rudderless and joyless. We have lost the cultural aspects of society that make America great. We have lost our mojo. Our fun, our happiness. The cheering on of others. The shared experiences of humanity that makes it all worth it. The challenges AND the triumphs that we shared and celebrated. The unique can-do spirit Americans have always been known for. We are lost. We have lost so much In such a short time. I read this today and wanted to share it as it speaks to all of our hearts. Let’s stay strong and look forward to President Biden, Vice President Harris and regaining all that we have lost these last four years and striving further to create more, new and better opportunities for everyone.
In solidarity, strength and love,
Nan