I posted the following on Facebook the day after the election. I do not customarily comment about the outside world and I never wander into the fray of politics but I felt I would have been remiss to say nothing. I felt it was sad to see the country so bitterly divided along partisan lines, with each side believing they and they alone had the true answer and the contender, with the opposing viewpoint, would lead the country astray. What do you do when something like this happens? Especially when the losing candidate won the popular vote? That does not help because many on the losing side believe that should be the vote that counts! So, this is what I wrote on Facebook after reading many toxic, ugly messages from my “Friends”.
“You know, I am not going to allow anything to take away my bliss today. The process worked. I am living here, in the town where I grew up, in my house that I own, with two beautiful champion Majenkir borzoi of which I am so proud and that I love. At this point of my life, I have learned life is about adjusting and accepting, getting along and wishing everyone well, even those on the other side of the argument. In the meantime, let’s take good care of those creatures that have been entrusted to us, borzoi, other breeds, other species such as horses and donkeys, whatever. Good luck, America.”
I cannot help but be reminded of a song that has an optimistic and happy message about America without being too silly about it, by a talented man, Steve Goodman, (1948 – 1984) sadly taken way before his time by a then killer cancer that could probably be cured today. Perhaps we would all benefit from going back and taking some time to listen to it. I am speaking of the 1985 Grammy Award posthumously bestowed song, City of New Orleans.