Thursday, December 01, 2005

More beauty, and a consideration of something very ugly

The beauty is for mi mamacita, at noon. When I went down to get more coffee beans at Zoka's, our local cafe - www.zokacoffee.com - one of the employees was marveling at the snow we are having. She said she'd just moved here not too long ago from Long Island, and didn't think she's be seeing any for a while. It's starting to stick, but it's still warmish, producing big wet clumps of flakes; all it takes is the merest threat, though, and the schools close for the day. They don't want any repeats of the Great Snow Fuck Up of Nineteen whenever it was, when thousands of school kids were marooned until into the early night with many desperate teachers, so they clear them out pretty quickly these days. I was teaching second grade in a small private school that great snow day, and taught the students whose parents couldn't get there right away how to play poker. We had a great time, and the children learned about probability, breasting their cards, and not to yell,"Oh my God!" when they got good hands.
Two inches of snow, and the whole city grinds to a halt. It's sweet.
And now for something ugly. Regarding blogging on racism:
I think racism is just one element in a larger picture of bias and bigotry, part of domination. It's a part of Man's Inhumanity to Man. (Pace, feminists... using a universal term here.) Even if everyone in the whole fucking world were mocha-colored, certain groups would find ways to dominate and discriminate against other groups. It's the basic rottenness of human nature, and I fear it won't improve any time soon. I like to think some of us are evolving, and others are degenerating. I long for some kind of quickie mutation, to give us evolving ones an edge.; not to dominate, but to run things well. Otherwise, we're too fucking nice and polite, and let the power-hungry ones, like Cheney, and Chavez, who's starting to get nasty in his own unique way, work us over. We don't speak out or up or do anything to counter these fuckers because we're not wired that way.
It will be our downfall, the planet's demise, if we don't step up and act.
I for one am prepared to use some of my energy to help maintain true conservation of lands and resources, and work to prevent overpopulation. I just don't have the millions of willing minions it takes! I wonder why I even care.

1 Comments:

Blogger Neil Shakespeare said...

I agree. It's tough to care. But when you run out of hope you can always teach the kids how to play poker. The smiles on their faces will get you caring again in an instant. Thus doth life trick us into continuation. If it weren't for those damn smilin' kids! And dogs! Dogs are that way too. Especially puppies.

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