I’m sitting here in absolute disbelief. Sickened by humanity. Disappointed in the human race. No wonder aliens wouldn’t bother reasoning with us. We’re an intolerant, judgmental, hateful bunch of a-holes. They’ll just use their green-ray guns and vaporize us to smithereens before starting over. “Zoom. Zap. Done.”
What is happening to the world we live in? Between bombings, shootings, violence, protests, referendums and political insecurity it feels like we are on the brink of being dumped right back into the Middle Ages. I don’t know much, but I do know that I won’t be able to defend myself with a sword. Please tell me I’m dreaming and I’ve watched one too many Game of Thrones episodes…
But my twitter feed tells me otherwise.
It’s headline after headline of violent acts taking place across the globe. I’m still in shock reading about the shootings that’s taking place between cops and black people in the US. At a time when I’m still trying to recover from the bombings of public places in Turkey and Iraq. Not too mention the appalling news of people going into clubs and restaurants with weapons, randomly killing other people just because they don’t like their sexual orientation or religion. Then there’s Brexit and Trump and Zuma.
It’s a tsunami of hatred and racism and homophobia and unrest and distrust and violence and bombs. The shit has officially hit the fan, people.
And the only image I see is a burning world.
What the f*ck is happening to us? Why do I get the feeling that humanity is losing hope and slowly regressing with a 100 years? Was there an Apocalypse I’m not aware of? Because the struggle for survival is the only logical reason why people would go and randomly kill each other.
What lessons are we teaching our kids? What legacy are we leaving behind? What do they think when they watch the headlines flashing across all the social platforms? And where are the great leaders of the world? The people who should inspire the rest of us to be better? Maybe they’re extinct…
And then it struck me!
I am the one who needs to be the inspiration. If only for my own children. For the people I react with. I need to be the one who sets the example of tolerance, of love, of patience. I need to be one who believes in the good of man. I need to refrain from forming narrow minded stereotypical assumptions of the things I see. I need to have faith that a few bad apples are not representative of the fruit basket that is mankind.
And that’s how we turn the tide. How we generate positive thinking. How we don’t lose hope. It all starts with me. And you. Because the world doesn’t have a reboot button. What happens happens and it’s happening now.
Parents need to be the hope in the face of hopelessness. Show love in a time of hate. We need to set the example of tolerance and understanding. We need to show our kids that the world is NOT rotten to the core.
Because as the shit is hitting the fan, no-one else is going to tell my kids to turn their faces from whatever is flying their way.
That’s my job.