Sunday.

From a friend, who was forewarded it by another friend, who saw it on Facebook:

“I’ve been wondering why this entire country seems to be under a cloud of constant misery.

Why we all seem to be Russians
waiting in line for toilet paper, meat, Lysol.
Hoarding yeast and sourdough starter
“in case we can’t get bread”,
Buying stamps so that one of our most beloved institutions might survive.

Why we all look like we are in bad need of a haircut, or a facial, or a reason to dress up again and go somewhere.

Anywhere.

There is no art in this White House.
There is no literature or poetry in this
White House. No music.
No Kennedy Center award celebrations.

There are no pets in this White House.
No loyal man’s best friend. No Socks the family cat.

No kids’ science fairs.

No times when this president takes off his
blue suit-red tie uniform and becomes human, except when he puts on his white shirt- khaki
pants uniform and hides from Americans to
play golf.

There are no images of the first family
enjoying themselves together in a moment
of relaxation.

No Obamas on the beach in Hawaii
moments, or Bushes fishing in Kennebunkport, no Reagans on horseback, no Kennedys playing touch football on the Cape.

I was thinking the other day of the summer
when George H couldn’t catch a fish
and all the grandkids made signs and
counted the fish-less days.
And somehow, even if you didn’t even like GHB, you got caught up in the joy of a family that loved each other and had fun.

Where did that country go? Where did all
of the fun and joy and expressions of love and happiness go? We used to be a country that did the ice bucket challenge and raised millions
for charity.

We used to have a president that calmed and
soothed the nation instead dividing it.
And a First Lady that planted a garden
instead of ripping one out.

We are rudderless and joyless.
We have lost the cultural aspects of
society that make America great.

We have lost our mojo. Our fun, our happiness.
The cheering on of others.
The shared experiences of humanity that makes it all worth it.
The challenges AND the triumphs that we shared and celebrated.
The unique can-do spirit Americans
have always been known for. We are lost.

We have lost so much
In so short a time.

By Elaine Griffin Baker

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7 Responses to Sunday.

  1. Diane Nelson says:

    WOW. So true

  2. Shirley says:

    I’ve long been bothered that there is no pet in the WH. Every president has a dog pal. Says a lot about that guy.

  3. Ellen D. says:

    No wonder I feel down. I didn’t realize all of this until it was expressed here. But I know this is all true. How sad for us!

  4. Loreen says:

    And, some people say it will stay this way. So guess what folks, we have to bring it back to what we called normal, fight the new norm. We have to honor people like our lost friend, Ruth Bader Ginsberg I don’t have too many years left but I would like to see joy again. Thanks Kathy for sharing your friends, friends feelings. Hits home really hard? Raise your hands if you want change. That means we do not vote this monster and his gang back into office/ We are the ones responsible for change. So that is as simple as I can be.
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  5. I never knew that GB story! And I’m writing postcards thanks to you

  6. Yes. We have lost much. And we can fight to get it back. I do miss the days of being able to respect the office even if I didn’t like the person in it. I have to believe we will get that back again, though we may have to fight to get back there.

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