Streams, Currents and Eddies

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To both paraphrase and “weave” my slight web enhancement into astronomer and author Carl Sagan’s timeless wisdom…

Both books and blogs, like seeds, can lie dormant for lengthy stretches and then flower where and when least expected.

Upon awakening yesterday morn, I discovered such a phenomenon via a WP pingback notification. WOW! Some of my own thoughts, sown nearly six long years ago, had actually taken root and bloomed; all courtesy of a previously unknown (to me) www denizen, who had deemed my content link-worthy; to whom I now extend my undying gratitude.

Such a pingback also solidifies one of my beliefs; namely, that once we channel our sentiments thru the vast www’s streams, currents, eddies, etc., they ripple endlessly. Indeed, courtesy of screenshots and the copy / paste function; or perhaps even via “mere” word of mouth, what we have to say may endure forevermore.

Stated more colloquially…

“They say nothing ever really dies on the Internet!”

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Hence, in a sense…

We, who www share our intellectual property, just might achieve intellectual immorality.

Well… unless, later today, ignoranuses [sic] opt to launch and instantly lose WW-III.
Well… until ol’ Sol, in its Red Giant death throes, incinerates Earth in 5 Billion years.
Uh… whichever comes first…

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needless suffering, illness and death!

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“Books are like seeds. They can lie dormant for centuries and then flower in the most unpromising soil.” (Carl Sagan); “Nothing ever dies on the Internet.” (anon.); “This is not your father’s Oldsmobile.” (Madison Ave. [m]adman). My posts amalgamate these three philosophical elements into one novel experience; they champion critical thinking, human dignity / equality, levelheaded / even-handed / liberty-based governance and solid environmental stewardship. C’mon in!

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Is there anybody out there?

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This being, being a bedazzled, naked eye and telescopically enhanced sky watcher, I’m aware that even the light polluted night sky can still invite the “Big Q”…

  • Is there anybody out there?

Or another variation of this…

  • Are we the only “intelligent” beings within this vast sea of stars?

Well, however we may phrase the sentiment, a renown, bygone astrophysicist and moonlighting screenplay writer thrice scripted a most suitable “A”…

“The universe is a pretty big place. If it’s just us, seems like an awful waste of space.”

Carl Sagan/Ann Druyan • 1997 film Contact • read the storyline synopsis, spoilers included, HERE
Line delivered (in scripted order) by actors David Morse, Matthew McConaughey and Jodi Foster

Building on that premise, the inevitable follow up “Q” becomes…

  • Why haven’t alien races made their presence known by… oh… say… paying us a visit?

Alas (long sigh) that “A” is inescapably obvious…

As ADVANCED as these extraterrestrials would need to be to have mastered interstellar space travel… well… it’s that very, in all caps, italicized A-word, which affords us the “Q’s” “A”.

I mean, what advanced, levelheaded civilization would ever opt to rub elbows with us (if they, indeed, have elbows)?

Not when they’d be fully aware of how too damned many Earthlings have abandoned:

  • Peace: by empowering insane leaders who’ll have access to nuclear arsenals
  • Liberty-Equality-Justice: by trying to install narcissistic, fascistic sore losers
  • Civility: by giving free rein to serial killers, who shoot up schools & churches
  • Public Health: by refusing to mask & vax-up during a deadly, global pandemic
  • Ecology: by letting corporations prolong our suicidal, fossil fuel dependence
  • Decency: by discriminating against, dehumanizing and alienating terrestrials

Even if interstellar travelers were invaders they’d still avoid us. I mean, why bother conquering the human race… ahem… when we’re doing a bang up job all on our very own, eh?

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What Ails US Goes Beyond Covid-19

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Regrettably, it’s unlikely that my headline’s “US” is United States specific; i.e., it could readily involve the generic pronoun, “us”. And, btw, in British vernacular “US” can also stand for something unserviceable and/or useless.

Whatever connotation may apply, here, do check out the present-day incarnation of the US nation; as aptly diagnosed by the good Doctor (a true visionary)…

“I have a foreboding of an America in my children’s or my grandchildren’s time — when the United States is a service and information economy; when nearly all the key manufacturing industries have slipped away to other countries; when awesome technological powers are in the hands of a very few, and no one representing the public interest can even grasp the issues; when the people have lost the ability to set their own agendas or knowledgeably question those in authority; when, clutching our crystals and nervously consulting our horoscopes, our critical faculties in decline, unable to distinguish between what feels good and what’s true, we slide, almost without noticing, back into superstition and darkness. The dumbing down of America is most evident in the slow decay of substantive content in the enormously influential media, the 30-second sound bites (now down to 10 seconds or less), lowest common denominator programming, credulous presentations on pseudoscience and superstition, but especially a kind of celebration of ignorance.”

“The Demon-Haunted World” • co-authors Carl Sagan / Ann Druyan • ©1995

Wow, it’s as if, a little over one-quarter century ago, Sagan and Druyan had stepped into a time machine to pay a visit to the world as we know it, today.

All of which leads to my parting remarks…

IF you find your society sickened by the virulent “variants”, as Sagan described ’em, above, this American feels your pain and you do have my pity.

IF your people have discovered the cure for such societal ills; if good mental health now rules supreme within your homeland, you do have my congratulations.

Oh, just one more thing… uh… IF the latter IF applies… my heartfelt plea…

IF it’d not be too much trouble, would you please share, with the rest of us / the US, the secret to your success?

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To whom this MUST concern:

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Preface: Prior to 2021, I had taken for granted that, in spite of the irreconcilable, ideological feud, no U.S. citizen would ever be spiteful enough to harm America. Then came January 6th, when Donald J. Trump, the (in title only) President of the United States of America, rallied, weaponized and repurposed his followers; enraged them enough to attack the United States of America; all on his behalf; all based upon his delusions that voter fraud had cost him reelection. Seeing how, to date, too damned many of his co-conspirators do double duty as sitting federal level Senators, Representatives and Judges; that no arrest warrants for DJT have been forthcoming; how, as such, he remains unpunished / at large, his followup attack still looms. Hence, the impossible to dismiss missive, below…

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To whom this MUST concern:

As of this day, 2021/06/02, this open missive gets www posted; on behalf of ALL oppressed masses, world-over. Seeing how it’s been said, “Nothing ever dies on the Internet”, even were your hands dripping with all 4.7 liters / 10 pints of our lifeblood, our truths WILL outlive tin gods, such as you; indeed, long after you’ve become unbecoming footnotes inked onto the moldering papyrus of our History books.

Purpose:

To address and edify each and every brownshirt who dares to goosestep in ugly, gargantuan sized jackboots.

To flesh that out:

• We are pointing our collective finger of blame (both hoisted middle fingers, too) and thumbing our unified nose at each and every reprehensible, reptilian authoritarian, who dares to author and/or enforce draconian decrees.

• Ditto those digital gestures re the above-mentioned addressees’ bankrollers and bootlickers.

• Ditto those digital gestures re all would-be power hungry Fascists / Nazis.

Our red flag magnitude reminder, too:

No matter how hard you may try, there is not a place on Earth (not even within the vast mulitverse’s most far-flung sectors), where you can completely hide from the truth, namely:

Your words can never “pretty up” your odious ideologies and the consequent heavy handed, human rights violating / gutting laws, which you lord over the masses. You and everything you stand for are akin to lumps of fetid, fecal matter. Oh, you can try to gift-wrap and affix shiny bows to your wretched régimes, but, your lumps of ideological dung have always been, still are, and shall forever be, lumps of dung. As such, incensed, critical thinking commoners shall NEVER, EVER, become noseblind to YOUR insufferable stench.

Signed,

CommonSenseTom and
All LikeMinded Souls WorldOver

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P.S. (addressed to the oppressed): Granted, the drunk on power will likely never read the above words. And even were they to happen onto them, comprehension would be way above the paygrade of such mindless, heartless and soulless, stick-figure tyrants. Nonetheless, it did feel good to get such sentiments off our collective chest, did it not? Transcending their doom and gloom is the glimmer of hope that, if not now, our exercise in free expression could even…

Well, seeing how my originally planned parting remark has been expressed far more eloquently, before, check out the following sentiment; one which, naturally, is fully applicable to missives, too:

“Books are like seeds. They can lie dormant for centuries and then flower in the most unpromising soil.”

[Read related quote HERE]

Carl Sagan “Cosmos”, p.281, (©1980) • Random House, Inc. New York

If you’d like to sign this open missive and/or immortalize your own views, along these lines, the comment section awaits…

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Newton’s 3rd Law Governs Both Physics and Politics

PREFACE: While the late Dr. Carl Sagan’s views / summations still profoundly resonate within the hearts and heads of critical thinkers everywhere, regrettably, he may’ve been prematurely optimistic. After all, Cosmos… both his published book and PBS aired TV miniseries predate… by nearly four decades… our post-Obama America and world.

 

No advanced degree in Psychology is prerequisite to our having a handle on basic human nature… or more to the point… to our understanding of how inflammatory rhetoric… targeting one nation… oft generates a shedload of contagious contempt, mistrust and malaise that can ripple outward to span our entire globe. As you may’ve already surmised… long sigh… ONCE AGAIN… we are talking about Donald J. Trump.

Were he either book or people smart, he would not be resorting to snorting out, daily, his wildly unpresidential, savagely undiplomatic, monumentally ignorant and/or insane on-camera tantrums and online Tweetstorms. Check out just one sample of his verbal defecation…

“Any attack by Iran on anything American will be met with great and overwhelming force.
In some areas, overwhelming will mean obliteration.”

As if what? The Trumpster expects his bluster to bully the enemies of his own making? Force them into waving the white flag? Not a chance! Instead, the demeanor of Iran’s Supreme Leader Ali Khamenei and President Hassan Rouhani… understandably… predictably… has been far from submissive. A far more apt assessment would be aggressive… as in their aggressively relaunching their nuclear WMD, R ’n’ D program.

While it’s true that Iran’s reactions are totally consistent to human nature… or more to the point… are strongly rooted in human survival instincts… our understanding them, as such, should not be akin to our unconditional acceptance of an unacceptable nuclear armed world.

Nukes must be deemed an ALL or NOTHING prospect. And it’d be far, Far, FAR better to opt-in to the latter. Humanity’s only hope is for my compatriots’ diligence (enough to elect a new POTUS come Election Day 2020) and for Iranian patience (enough to temporarily ignore that DC ignoramus until our ballots Constitutionally oust him).

In retrospect, Trump’s worst blunder was flipping off the 2015 Joint Comprehensive Plan of Action (JCPOA) thereby granting Khamenei and Rouhani carte blanche.

There are deeper issues afoot, too… e.g., our world’s insatiable thirst for Iran’s oil, which could lead to unholy alliances long before they begin test lobbing missiles. Undoubtedly, their allies would fight against Trump were he to ever be stupid enough to provoke a new endless, no-win war. One that might even escalate to a nuclear WW-III ( . or ? – your choice)

Setting that abhorrent abstract aside… The yuge [sic] question remains. Have Khamenei and Rouhani been playing right into the small-minded, Dirty Dealer Donny’s (tiny) hands? Are they now ruffling Tweetie’s feathers to the point where their genocidal, sworn nemesis will, someday, carry out his indefensible, inhumane threat to wipe Iran off the map?

Donny’s own words (uttered during his 2016 campaign) do paint an unflattering portrait of him… portray him as an itchy trigger-fingered sociopath. Check this out…

“Mr Trump, the Republican nominee, was said to have (thrice) posed the question during an hour-long briefing on foreign affairs, saying: ‘If we have nuclear weapons why can’t we use them?’”

Is it any wonder why the national security issue is driving Iran down a rocky road that could very well lead to a nuclear dead end… with emphasis on the word, “dead”.

Reality Check #1… All foolhardy Donny has managed to do is trigger, yet, another insane round of the nuclear arms race… one which cannot be contained within the Iranian borders. Other nuclear nutties (e.g. Kim Jong Un) are bound to pile on.

Reality Check #2… IF humankind is to survive, we can no more accept Trumpian nuclear machinations than the nuclear ambitions of Iran (or for that matter of any other like-minded nation). Changing Donny’s nuclear launch codes and then denying him access to the new sequences would be humankind’s first giant leap on the path to nuclear sanity.

Reality Check #3… While it would take calm, sane leadership to prevent humanity’s annihilation, there’s next to nothing about the Trumpster that’s either placid or lucid. He, himself, IS the roadblock to denuclearization.

To cut to the chase…

• Left to their own devices… stupid little boys playing with their nuclear toys could be the death of us all.

• It’s entirely possible that the world’s most dangerous world “leader” throughout recorded human history… is none other than Donald J. Trump. (btw… considering his love of himself and superlatives… he might even mistake that previous sentence for a compliment).

• The fake prezzy’s dangerous high drama can only succeed were Iranian leadership stupid enough to believe the welfare of their people hinges upon caving into unhinged Trumpian threats / demands.

• In all likelihood, both Khamenei and Rouhani will deem a nuclear armed Iran to be their one, best shot at securing their homeland’s well-being / survival.

• The ultimate irony, here, is how the Trumpster… most assuredly no man of science… has actually proven how Sir Isaac Newton’s 3rd Law… “For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction”… not only governs physics but politics, too. In other words…

• The Trumpian mission to denuclearize Iran WILL nuclearize Iran.

 

 

 

 

 

Ashes to Ashes… StarDust to StarDust… May 21st BlogCast

My thoughts…

Ancient stardust are we, ashore oceans and shoals
Our love eternal, soars skyward, to departed souls
They live on in our hearts, we, too, feel their pure love
Interwoven with starlight, from the heavens above

 

PianistaItaliano covers Hoagy Carmichael’s Stardust

Rob Steinberg covers Joni Mitchell’s Woodstock

Ms. Mitchell’s lyrical thoughts…

We are stardust
We are golden
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

9/11 Message ~ Sagan’s WorldView (Hindi Translation)

Originally, Carl Sagan’s stellar oratory had summed up his eloquent reaction to the Valentine’s Day 1990, Voyager 1, Pale Blue Dot snapshot (taken from our solar system’s outer edge). However, on this day, the 17th anniversary of 9/11, the wise, heartfelt, timeless sentiments of this American astronomer, cosmologist, astrophysicist, astrobiologist, author, science popularizer and science communicator take on extra special meaning.

Indeed… his words do live on… but… will we?

Such a spot-on, soul searching speech exemplifies the common bond we humans share with each other… translates out well… spans the ages, acreage and cultures of Earth. No better proof of this fact is the above video featuring Azhar Meghani’s English to Hindi translation / voice-over and editor Lokesh Kumar’s skillfully juxtapositioned, cross-culturally appropriate imagery.

Terrorism and warfare would soon vanish off the face of the Earth were the entire human race to fully embrace Dr. Sagan’s worldview. Consider this his urgent appeal for peaceful co-existance amongst all Earthlings everywhere!

 

So fleeting a video’s existence can be… so vital is Sagan’s message… I’m including this text version, too.

“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”

 

A 9/11 Memorial Message… Carl Sagan’s WorldView

On this day, the 17th anniversary of 9/11, the wise, heartfelt sentiments of the late Carl Sagan take on extra special meaning. The words of this American astronomer, cosmologist, astrophysicist, astrobiologist, author, science popularizer and science communicator live on. Will we?

Terrorism and warfare would soon vanish off the face of the Earth were the entire human race to fully embrace his world view.

Consider his timeless words to be his address to all Earthlings everywhere.

Since videos are oft short lived I’m also providing an alternative, offsite YouTube clip to view and the full text to read below.

Dr. Sagan’s reaction to Voyager 1’s Valentine’s Day 1990, Pale Blue Dot photo (snapped at the outer edges of our solar system)…

“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every ‘superstar,’ every ‘supreme leader,’ every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”

 

Calling All Stargazers and Kindred Spirits

 

Back in 1979, astrophysicist / author Carl Sagan and writer / producer Ann Druyan were both working diligently towards successfully launching their Sci-Fi film… Contact… off the Tinseltown storyboards and into our cineplexes.

Within six years, undue, unwanted, unproductive behind the scenes, Hollywood “drama” had begun to undo this dynamic duo’s momentum and, at one point, had even threatened to scrub their mission. As it turned out, it would take the transposition of 1979’s ending 7 and 9 digits before this film could be completed.

Sadly, mere months prior to that, Dr. Sagan, had succumbed to myelodysplasia (a pre-leukemic syndrome) and wound up shuffling off this mortal coil.

Had he survived, he certainly would’ve been on hand to high-five Contact’s screenplay writers James V. Hart and Michael Goldenberg, director Robert Zemeckis and the entire cast and crew. He’d have especially applauded the multifaceted actress, Jodie Foster, for her stellar performance… for her breathing so much life into the film’s protagonist… the multidimensional astronomer Ellie Arroway.

Seeing how Sagan and Druyan’s core principles / personae had become so thoroughly infused into the Contact script’s pages (in a sense, right down to the atomic structure of the ink toner and papyrus) it was inevitable that Foster would tap into their attributes throughout the film… especially during the emotionally charged denouement… i.e., where Dr. Arroway had so passionately addressed the conclave of her wholly skeptical and wildly infuriated adversaries… had spoken of the life changing, journey to the cosmos, which had further heightened her pre-existing, astronomer’s lofty outlook on life.

Said she…

“I… had an experience… I can’t prove it, I can’t even explain it, but everything that I know as a human being, everything that I am tells me that it was real! I was given something wonderful, something that changed me forever… A vision… of the universe, that tells us, undeniably, how tiny, and insignificant and how… rare, and precious We all are! A vision that tells us that We belong to something that is greater then ourselves, that We are not, that none of us are alone! I wish… I… could share that… I wish, that everyone, if even for one… moment, could feel… that awe, and humility, and that hope. But… That continues to be my wish.”

SIDEBAR: Ironically, in an earlier scene (set within this same venue) many of these same inquisitors had expected agnostic Arroway to take a leap of faith… to no questions asked / no skepticism allowed… believe in the existence of a Supreme Being. YET… by film’s end… they, themselves, flat-out refused to take a similar leap of faith… to no questions asked / no skepticism allowed… believe in the existence of the superior alien civilization she claimed to have made first contact with.

So… why have I opted to review a 21-year-old film?

Contact makes contact with the very hearts and souls of everyone who has ever given a damn about the survival of our civilization. It is the skywatchers of our world who, perhaps, feel this the strongest… be We the professional or the backyard variety… be We telescopically enhanced or relying solely on the naked eye.

We can feel an affinity with all who have ever seen… who still see… beyond the pure science… all who speak of the awe, humility and hope, which our viewing experiences conjur up. Such a state of mind endures whether We are virtually traveling thru our ethereal, vast starlit cosmos or are wandering about our hometowns, homelands and home world.

Although we do remain resolute re the awe and humility aspects, holding onto hope is not always so easy. You see, its just as the celestial images begin to fade into the daylight… just as we’re coming back down to earth… where / when the heavyhearted dismay tends to resurface. Once again, our worldly thoughts zero in on the godforsaken, power-hungry, posturing, avarice driven, dictator zeros who usually wind up calling all the shots… and… in that capacity… are to blame for our global, sociopolitical and ecological disarray.

The run-of-the-mill, disconnected from our universe autocrat could never, truthfully, claim to be the humble servant he is supposed to be… could not even begin to fathom / embrace Saganesque awe, humility and hope. His typical reaction to viewing celestial objects / events would not likely garner much more than his yawned out words…

These are just dots in the sky, what more do you expect Me to say?

Me oriented leadership is precisely the problem. That odious, oafish What’s in it for me, Me, ME? bad ‘tude is the driving force behind virtually all of our societal ills. Their tormented, subjugated victims, while (oft literally) crying out for some much needed liberation, seldom possess the power to empower alternative, We oriented leadership.

Indeed, it’s the We oriented philosophy, which is so harmonious with the stargazers’ awe, humility and hope. This is amply illustrated within that above Arroway quotation where she thrice uttered the word “We”. And let’s not forget to include her inclusive language such as “us”, “ourselves” and “everyone”. Were such sentiments fully taken to heart by our leaders, We would already be well on our way to saving humanity from ruin.

It is no accident that Founding Father / author Gouverneur Morris began the U.S. Constitution’s Preamble with the words “We the People”. He and his constitutional compatriot co-writers deemed those three words so crucial that even the likeminded calligrapher, Jacob Shallus, had so boldly pen stroked those three key words in an enlarged font.

“We the People

of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence [sic], promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”

When such a proclamation births such a great nation, one has to wonder how any electorate could ever tap into some lame, Donny-Come-Lately’s slanderous, spurious / fake claim that America is no longer great. Ironically, such an entity is usually the one who… in the end… winds up threatening the very greatness of all great nations.

Why oh why is it that the nations of our world suffer such a deficit of We oriented leaders? One would expect admirable attributes such as awe and humility to be innate. Even if advancing this attitude involves nurture more than nature it should still be easily attainable.

Metaphorically speaking, We are all participants in the human race… a relay race. In the course of running our laps… concurrently upon our planet’s orbital path and the more down to Earth race track… the intergenerational passing off of the baton of human decency should occur without a hitch… a simple matter of the hand-off from each awe-humility-hope-harboring elder trainer to each awe-humility-hope-hungering youngster trainee.

I do have my parents to thank, for they not only deeply encoded / embedded awe-humility-hope into my infinitesimal DNA during my conception but also reinforced these attributes by handing off that “baton” to me during my formative years.

What a pity so many, who fancy themsleves leaders, cannot make a similar proclamation.

I do suppose that Awe-Humility-Hope sentimets… that We trumps Me ‘tude… all being second nature to the stargazers and other kindred spirits of our world, this is what accounts for our expectations that the rest of humanity will be willing to follow suit.

Let us hope that such sentiments… such expectations… are not overly optimistic.