I asked my
daughter this morning what came to her mind if I said Pollyanna, and she said
nothing. So I hope some of you know that Pollyanna was an 1814 novel that
featured a young girl with an eternally optimistic outlook on life. Boring in
literature but not, I find, a bad way to look at life. I am Pollyanna.
And as I follow Facebook
and other sources on the internet, I am encouraged about the world. We hear so
much gloom and doom, and admittedly there is much dark to worry and moan over.
The separation of children from their parents and now the word that it would be
too much trouble to reunite them—I hope that ends up in Nuremburg someday, with
the orange squatting president as the lead defendant. The ongoing foolishness
of a wall that nobody wants that will do no good, cost a fortune, and destroy the
environment. And the destruction of our environment on so many fronts. The
greed and corruption that seems pervasive throughout the current administration—why
in heaven’s name, I wonder, would anyone want to attach themselves to that? And
why, oh why, do so many still seem to fawn over this man who is without a doubt
corrupt and most likely a trator?
But the tide is
changing. I see encouraging signs. Republican officials are pulling away from
trump—a Senate amendment, which seems likely to pass if it hasn’t already, will
condemn his withdrawal from Syria; several Senate Republicans have come out
against the prospect of declaring the southern border wall a national
emergency. The worst racist members of Congress have been ostracized and
relegated to the sidelines, where they have no voice in government. The
southern district of New York has demanded documents from trump’s inaugural
committee, and it seems likely that his tax returns will also be unlocked.
Yes, we have miles
to go, but these are encouraging signs, things we didn’t see a year ago It
seems the universe that he thought he controlled is caving in on trump, and he’s
fairly helpless. Karma is beginning its long slow climb to right the universe
again.
A friend said to
me tonight it’s amazing how rapidly trump was able to undo what it took years
to put in place, and that is unfortunately true. But the American people are
speaking, and I have faith in their collective voice. Today the buzz is about
how many trump supporters are gobsmacked by their higher income tax bills
and/or reduced refunds. The so-called president’s popularity is at a historic
low. The tangled mess is unwinding.
I’m encouraged on
another front. Across the world, people, communities, and countries are taking
extraordinary measures to stop climate change and save the environment. They
are planting trees—not just a few trees but whole forests, developing alternatives
to single-use plastics, finding new methods of filtering water and growing
crops in desert countries, developing non-toxic fuel alternatives. The numbers
of countries who are partially or wholly dependent on solar power is
astounding. I wish I’d kept a list of the projects that impressed me, for they
are numerous and innovative. So while we hear all those prophets about the doomsday
clock ticking, I am encouraged by the global effort to stop that clock. I only
wish my country could do more, but I look to a hopeful future.
Be of good cheer,
my friends. I really do think the future can be bright.
