Where are all the Adults?

When I was a child, grown-ups seemed to be all over the place. Get in a fight? We had to shake hands and serve our punishment. Make fun of someone? That’s a trip to the principal’s office. Lie, cheat, steal? You better watch it mister, a slap to the hand and a mouthful of soap would be coming your way. Adults were the ones making the right decisions. They were somewhat of a moral compass long before I knew what that even meant. Where have they all gone?

It just seems odd the predicament we have found ourselves in-in today’s America. Is anyone making the right call? Make fun of someone who thinks differently, that’s just politics baby. Identify as something you are clearly not, run with it kid, I’ll get you a surgeon. Steal from the American people, well, depending on what side of the aisle you sit, you are probably in the clear. There seems to be nobody making the right decisions. Nobody that is willing to say, woah, woah, woah, easy there pal. It’s sad. It’s troubling. It is actually quite pathetic.

It seems that we are racing down the expressway going 110 toward a brick wall and there ain’t a passenger in this car willing to suggest we touch the brakes. Let’s see what will happen. Let’s film it for our socials! As long as we can one-up our peers it’s worth it. Something is a little of here, don’t you think?

It can’t be a mistake. There is no way that we have been dumbed down this much in such a short period of time. That an entire nation has regressed to the mindset of a child, a child who doesn’t make any good decisons. It must be intentional. It’s like the majority of this nation has a God-sized hole in their heart, and the powers that be are suggesting we stuff it full of tide-pods, personal gratification, or whatever the trendy identity of the day is. Who is responsible for this mess?

I suppose we are. We should be the adults. The kids that were corrected should have grown up to correct. Instead, we allow it. It festers, it grows, it’s that nasty mold that we can’t seem to find the energy to scrub away for six months until we found out the house is diseased. Sure, we are only as powerful as our own voice, but collectively that voice should be booming. Not in celebration of the atheletes or the the pop-stars, but in support of our children. If we are not the adults, what will they grow up to be?

Hide and seek is an all time great kid-game. I’m seeking a few more grown-ups in this world, but still they remain hidden. Can someone please find the adults in charge around here? Where have they all gone?

Humans After All

How far we have come. From hunting to gathering. From living in caves to building skyscrapers. From not being able to even cook our food to being able to control the temperature in every environment we spend our lives in. Humans should be proud. Humans should feel accomplished. Humans deserve a little more credit.

We are the guardians of our galaxy. We have the ability to resurrect entire species from the brink of extinction and even those have been completely vanquished. Some (most) of the stuff our minds have created is still perplexing to me. How did we possibly figure this out? I can dial a number on a device and have real-time conversation with anyone in any corner of this planet. I can use that same device to speak to them face to face. Amazing!

I am of the opinion that we are all made up of three parts. I would hope the majority of us are made up two parts good, one part evil. The spectrum of those goods and evils may vary from person to person of course, and that’s what sets us apart. I hear stories about men and women who are so outlandishly good, that I can’t imagine how they were able to constrain their evil so well. I hear about people so evil, that I can’t imagine they have any capacity for love. But surely they do. Surely they love and are loved. Someone, something, somewhere shares their love.

I have difficulty understanding how we have evolved so far as a species, have reached such great heights, and done this all with the burden of life in this world weighing down on us. Life is difficult, life is tragic, life can really hurt, yet somehow we persevere. We march forward. We are all here today thanks to an uninterrupted chain of reproduction. Ancestors who have struggled. Ancestors who have faced the trials and tribulations of their time, but still provided the world with a copy of themselves to usher in the next years.

I have felt the pain of the generations before me coursing through my veins, I have felt their anxiety, I have felt their fear. It keeps me going and keeps me strong. Somewhere out there in the heavens, a person who I have never met or could even trace myself back to, is smiling and proud. They are delighted with what they’ve created and the thousands (if not millions) of others in this world who have been branched from the same trunk. I (we) owe it to them to continue marching on.

If all goes well, and I surely hope it does, I will inevitably be able to continue pouring out my thoughts and feelings. Some will come from my parts which are good, some will inevitably come from my part that is evil. My hope is that when these are read, that people understand that we are just one species. We are of the same cloth. We have differing opinions and thoughts of course, but who is to say where these thoughts even come from? What is the source of our ideas?

I feel like some come from my brain, I feel like some come from my heart, but what has placed those there? They just seem to magically appear. We are only humans, after all. Much like a deer, a rabbit, a bear, or a fox. We are made up of similar chemistry but somehow ours is the one that has reached these heights. We have also reached such lows. Organized wars? How is that even a thing anymore?

Like many people in today’s world, I fear that humans are working towards evolving themselves out of existence. My hope is that we take a step back and examine the righteousness of our paths, and work toward refocusing that path on the parts that are good. Evil is growing and only our collective can reduce it. Constrain it. We are humans. We have created life. We have built it to a point of reasonable comfort. There is absolutely nothing that we cannot do. How far we have come, how far we still have yet to go.