I am an Optimist. Not a cockeyed optimist. Not a naïve, ‘everything will turn out right’, optimist. Not a wide-eyed, slack-grinned, Pollyanna, ‘everything is great’, optimist. Not a Little Orphan Annie, ‘The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow’ optimist. Not even one of those Optimist guys who goes to monthly urban-improvement meetings. I just always hope for the best from people and society.
On the other hand, I’m also a flint-hard-minded, cynical realist. I hope for the best, but expect the worst from people, and I’m seldom disappointed, Trust – But Verify.
The optimist thinks that we live in the best of all possible worlds.
The pessimist fears that that statement is true.
During my childhood, alone in my neighborhood, I sometimes reached out to other children (guys) living blocks away, to show them things I’d discovered during my solitary explorations. Almost without exception, whatever was not stolen, was destroyed, preventing further enjoyment by them, me, or the rightful owner. It’s still an all-too-common attitude in the world today, which I just don’t understand! 😯
I would like to believe that, with the information age, and increasing education and technology, the world is slowly rising to be a better place. Certainly, within the more civilized sections, torture and arbitrary executions have mostly disappeared. Then I see militant Islam terror attacks against Christian countries, and one type of Muslim killing and driving out another.
Islamofascists are trying to control/prevent the dissemination of information and concepts that they do not approve of, especially via the internet. That genie (if you’ll excuse the expression) is already out of the bottle. I hope that the tipping point has been reached, and, no matter how many AK-47s or Semtex explosive they use, knowledge and social freedom will still continue to spread.
In the western world, it seems restricted to acts like a local LGBTF-friendly church recently having its entryway sidewalk graffitied, “The Church Shall Remain Holy.” Since they are welcoming the same sort of social rejects that Christ did, they feel that they are holy, and plan to have another artist ‘frame’ the graffiti, and seal it with a transparent coat, turning it from an act of hate, to an inclusive act of love.
So much of life has become polarized – Blue States vs. Red States – White Supremacists – tear down historical statues – Fundamentalists trying to drag society back into superstitious days.
I don’t think that I will live long enough to see very much total improvement. I’d like to say, ‘Two steps forward – One step back’, but often it seems like 12 steps forward, 11 steps backward. I hope that progress will continue. I hope that my children and grandchildren will live in a better world than the one that I did. I am optimistic!
This is the closest that I’ve finished a blog composition before posting, since I wrote my first 13 directly into WordPress. It was completed only a half an hour before my self-imposed schedule said that it was to be published. I don’t even think it was because of my procrastination – more like, I just couldn’t organize my thoughts, and decide where it was going. Since I’m supposed to have three, in a Word file, ready to go at all times, I’d better get going at P, Q, and R. 😳