The Enemy of My Enemy is My Friend

As a staunch left-of-center humanitarian, the right wing of the Republican party has my blood boiling over or running cold, depending on their policy du jour. However, as the old Arab saying goes, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

I will admit, albeit sheepishly, that it seems most (and I mean most, not all) of the Republican right wing actually have a ground-level sense of decency - NOT when when it comes to their Taliban-style agenda against Planned Parenthood - NOT when they appoint Supreme Court Justices who strip away civil rights so hard fought - NOT in general - but simply because many of them are not "nuts," even when their legislation is ignorant of what grows a harmonious human community.

Caring for one's young is not a sign of great compassion. It is an inbred genetic response held by lions, bears and ants. So when Trump is lauded for his love of the Trump children, let's face it. His animal instincts are working just hunky-dor-ily.

Americans of all stripes are holding their collective breath. We might elect a nouveau-Mussolini, in which case world chaos will erupt. Or, the first woman president could hold office. Despite her ability to be rather tone-deaf herself (and a former Goldwater supporter), at the very least our Supreme Court will go on to reflect human values. Pray pray pray for the Light my friends.

Hello Russia!

The current bru-ha-ha-ha in the news is the collusion of Trump's campaign manager P.M.with the Russian-backed President of the Ukraine who fled to Russia after being deposed. 

Trump has a penchant for Eastern European babes who are the descendants of Communist block parents/grandparents. He also gives Putin an "A" for leadership (love the man-boobs on the horse photo). Thus, it is no wonder that a bizarre form of glasnost is blooming like a noxious weed in the heat of summer.

I myself have ethnic roots in the Ukraine, Georgia (of the Mongolian area), Lithuania, Russia and Poland. I get the Eastern European-Russian vibe entirely, but derived from the Jewish strand; the pogrom-makers of the realm remain a mystifying puzzle of hatred. 

Putin has said he would welcome better relations with the US. Surely, all world leaders must strive to unite as a global family with the benefit of mankind as the top priority. Yet, if the goal is to join forces to form a "gang" that overwhelms the unsuspecting or weaker forces, then these relations are not "better" but dangerous.

Wise-guys have been made popular in the cinema for the caricatures they embody. Wise-guys in real life are a nightmare. So Russia, if you are listening or reading emails or this blog, know that this America would love to see a real glastnost and perestroika - not the collusion of thugs.

The 450 Pound Gorilla

Harambe, the rare 450 pound gorilla, lived in a quasi-prison called the Cincinatti Zoo. Yesterday he was shot to death as he watched over a toddler who had fallen into his watery pen. 

Looking at footage of the event, one wonders what was actually going on in the mind of that amazing creature. For most of the time before his demise, he sat protectively next to the child, occasionally shifting his body posture slightly - almost as if he was wondering how the child should be picked up. The gorilla looked much like an inept dad who doesn't have much experience handling a young'un.

Then, at least twice, he grabbed the child by the seat of his pants and swept him to another part of the pen. That action triggered a memory of watching a documentary called "Blackfish," where an orca whale in captivity pulled his trainer under and swished her around until she drowned. Another fear rose to the surface as well - elephants who have turned on their trainer and stomped them to death.

Given the history of wonderful mammals boiling over in captivity and lashing out at their captors, it does give rise to the thought that maybe this gorilla was dangerously deranged. 

However, in my estimation, this was not the case with said gorilla. It is telling that the young child was not screaming or crying or even trying to move away. He sat quite patiently facing the gorilla. His mother was calling to him, "I love you, mommy's here" yet the child did not acknowledge her. Even after his speed rides through the water gratis the gorilla, the child did not cry. Maybe he was having fun?

Granted, if it were my child in that pen, I might have panicked and felt that the gorilla should be eliminated. But it would be nice to think that we as a group would have encouraged the gorilla with kind words and thoughts as dart guns put him to sleep.

In the grand scheme of existence, the life of a gorilla and the life of a child are of equal value. Nonetheless, as humans we will always have a deep instinct to protect our own...a deep genetically programmed survival response that cannot be wished away.

Boring People-Not

My late husband Michael was an associate of Michael Mann, the pre-eminent Hollywood director. He used to say, "Mann could film the phone book and it would be interesting."

As I lay in bed this morning contemplating life's gestalt, various possibilities for a new documentary project floated across my consciousness. Cover a war? Document the life of a famous human rights advocate? Find a unique and bizarre story to capture the public's imagination?

In fact, one could randomly pick any stranger on the street and do a fascinating exploration of his or her life, no matter how seemingly bland or uneventful. Simply the fact that a human being is a complex system of thoughts, emotions and genetic matter make for an epic story. What does it take to survive birth, grow up and find a way to stay alive?

As we all know, plenty!

So if any of us ever pronounce a person "boring," then the fault lies with us for not mining the intricate and fascinating inner life of what it means to be human.

Ants Are Afoot

I live in one of those squeaky-clean upscale Southern California neighborhoods with a Homeowners Association to enforce squeaky-clean behaviors. On the bright side, an interactive website dedicated to homeowners allows us neighbors to share tips that would be the envy of Better Homes and Gardens Although the ten or so emails received each day get automatically deleted, one did catch my eye. It read: Malik Basadii, Eagle Rock Homeowners Just noticed ants in our front yard and wanted to take care  of the problem.  The post managed to get a laugh out of this grumpy pre-caffeinated person perusing her emails while waiting for the morning coffee to finish brewing. How can it be that a person living on the edge of a mountain range, albeit on a manicured plot of grass, bushes and flowers, be surprised to see ants in his yard? Is he unaware that the planet is populated by insects that outnumber us by at least 10 squared to the billions? And what would he do if someone were to show him a movie of the massive underground cities that ants build right under our noses? God help him. He has ants in his yard. Blessed be the day when he notices the wind, the trees and the sunlight.

The Decline of the Western Empire

Ancient Rome faced an immigration problem that was the harbinger of its decline. Today's geo-political landscape echoes this eery trend. Like Rome,  former colonial powers in Europe have seen an influx of immigrants from the lands they once occupied for blood and treasure. As a result, the ruling classes are turning up their noses and a toxic xenophobia has begun to grow like a cancer.

What the far-right politicians and their growing base seem to miss is an inexorable law of karma in which they grow more and more enmeshed.

If a nation meddles in the affairs of another country's people and their resources - for self-aggrandizement - then a deep connection is forged. Yet this common bond is grossly unjust, with the occupying nation becoming somewhat akin to a punishing parent.

Once this unequal relationship is cemented, the result is an exchange of the most unhealthy kind. When the occupied seek refuge in the homeland of the occupiers, whose characteristics have been embedded in their psyches, they become the unwanted offspring of colonialism and imperialism.

This unhappy family of man cries out for an enlightened mindset, in which all beings are seen for the life and light inherent in their existence. Yet, this peaceable kingdom will not emerge from the ground of humanity until nations take responsibility for their actions and embrace all cultures as equal.

Until the law of karma is studied seriously, the "chicken and egg" conundrum will continue to foment dissent and unrest in the nest.

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Plants Rock

After a brief attempt to listen to the Sunday morning edition of CNN, the television got switched off as its owner emitted a distinct, "ACHHHH." The endless drone of Trumpism and anti-Trumpism has lost its luster; the news cycles seem more like mental masterbation than information. What happened to the war in Syria, refugees in dire straits, the zika virus, the state of education and endless other news stories that might inform us of the something other than the collective bubble in which we now hibernate?

Seeking solace from the slime-attack of morning news, I sit outside on the terrace appreciating the glorious good mood of the garden. The plants are ecstatic. Doused with buckets of rain in between brilliant sunshine, fed a special organic fish paste twice in the last month, they are standing tall and proud, flaunting gorgeous plumes of orange, yellow, magenta, purple and red. A fact little known to the city slicker or rain forest dweller, California cacti and succulents erupt with long stems of flowers during springtime that could fill a peacock with envy.

Plants seem so much simpler than human beings. Given the right amounts of water, sun, dirt, nutrients, and climatic considerations, they will simply thrive. Granted, there are predator plants; the plant kindgom holds many behavioral patterns that fit the Darwinian model quite neatly.

Nonetheless, the balm of Mother Nature is undeniable. Today I will allow the renewal of Spring to fill my heart and mind as a countermeasure to the culture of insanity perpetrated over the airwaves.