WOW,
I sure hear what you all are saying. It makes me hurt inside to think of such unhappiness. Over throw the Government ? It's a crime to even talk like that, I think it's called, Conspiracy !!!
I certainly do understand simple things like The Golden Rule: He who has the gold makes the rules, or might makes right. Sheeeeeesh.
Someone said that it's up to the younger folks to institute change, I couldn't disagree more. Not to put down youth in any way, shape, or form, but they haven't the experience, They don't have the knowlege base, nor have they gotten their hands dirty enough to draw on the past in order to see what we older folks have seen.
When I was a kid, we understood that you respect your elders, and did so. Our parents lived in a time when community pride was shared by all, but that seems to have passed away.
Nowadays you can get in serious trouble from just giving your own kid a swat on the butt for behavior that would in my eyes certainly demand it.
I received so many spankings that I swear I could never count them all, but I am not damaged from it in any way, and I sure learned to say yes sir, and yes ma'am.
When I was a kid, the folks in the nieghborhood sat out on their front porches and waved and invited each other over. Handshakes were a good thing, and if someone on the block got injured everyone turned out to take care of things like put their garbage out for them, mow their lawn, and I even remember seeing all the moms and daughters cooking no end of things for the family to eat. Needs were met ya know ?
I'm betting that many folks here remember this scene unfolding, let's find out.
A large moving van pulls up on your block and you figuere out that the smiths obviously have sold their house and these are the new folks that just bought it. Without hardly a word being spoken the men would quietly walk over, and with hardly more than a, "how do you do", they would start unloading the belongings and selflessly help the new folks to get moved in. Later that early evening you would see that the ladies on the block will have brought over a box load of their home canned goodies, and there would be a coffee clutch going on in the house. Everyone sampling Mrs Johnsons award winning pickle relish or sweet carrots. The men would be out in the driveway where a car had it's engine hood up, someone brought over a six pack of brewskies, and amongst the handshakes you might hear the new folk's daughter sitting down at the family piano trying to entertain all. The kids would be playing hide and go seek for real, and something as simple as an old tire made for hours of fun.
Nowadays folks build their patio's in the back yard and hell you can go 5 years and not even really know who your own neighbor is.
What happened to the days when we cared about each other, and shared with pleasure ?
I think a lot of us stoners remember how to share and care, as so many of us do right here on this site. I believe WE are feeling the good of caring again, and saying howdy to one another. We demonstrate that we can disagree in a civil manner, and we share in each others successes, and that my friends is how I believe it will slowly come back to a world that is good. When this starts to move and spread then you will see a revamping of the system, or at least I pray that we will.
SPARK A HOOBER, AND PASS IT !!!
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smoke in peace
KingKahuuna