About the current political/social debacle; The Chinese have a saying, “when it’s not necessary to say a thing, it’s necessary not to say it”. I’ll take it a step further; I don’t know what to say, but I feel compelled to say it anyway.
We have been on the road for the last few days, with plenty of great stories and experiences to relate, so stay tuned; the story of Emma and the Tunica Humane Society is forthcoming Sunday as promised.
One of the peculiarities of traveling in the temperamental Subaru is that she only has an old push-button AM/FM radio for a would-be sound system; the result is a lot of chasing static from the left to the right of the dial. Even though I try to turn it off and live for the rhythm of the road, I find myself continually returning to the sound of the crime, so you can only imagine the amount of opinionated aural sludge that gets pumped through Miss Ellie’s tinny speakers.
So here I am, camping and exploring some of the most beautiful places in all creation, in the company of two of the finest, most loyal traveling companions any man could ask for, and what do I do? I saddle myself with worries and concerns that I couldn’t affect one iota if I was home at the Casa, much less out and about.
I know that we are all have our knickers in a twist over the current status of our nation, and the whole world, for that matter. I can only imagine the number of differing viewpoints among the readers of this page, but what I would rather focus on is what brings us together, not what drives us apart. Regardless of our political, religious, or social differences, is gives me an immense deal of gratitude and peace knowing that something as simple as the story of a ragged dog in a crate can bring us all together.
So step back from the maelstrom of the media. Take a deeeeep breath; inhale peace. Exhale hate. As I write these words, the snores of the inmates sprawled everywhere creates a much more satisfying symphony than anything being pumped over the airwaves; they are resting peacefully in the confidence that no matter what anyone one else may say, all things work together for the good.
And now, for some inexplicable reason, Charlie has risen from the dead and has decided that an extended face-licking session is in order, so it looks like we’ll be occupied for a while.
See you on Sunday!