Introduction:
Two topics that are generally avoided in "polite society" are religion and politics. A possible third is crazy people. This essay hits all of that in the face with the proverbial banana-crème-pie. It also digs deep.
Firstly, it was written by a professional crazy person (me). Yes. I am a card-carrying lunatic. Obviously. I am also autistic.
Secondly, I actually have contemplated maybe someday getting into politics. (Scary, isn't it?) But what if the lunatics are already in charge of the asylum??
Lastly, a veteran ought not pull any punches when opposing suicide, sexism, and antisemitism! Do I have your attention? [updated & reviewed 3/ 3/2022.] Edited 12/14/2023.
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Preface
[I began this document months ago, maybe over a year. My present position is that I don't take God's opinion of me for granted. And I don't want you to, either. So don't call me a good man; you'll hurt my feelings.]
Despite my playfulness, there are issues that are beyond delicate, and yet need to be addressed. And if "sane" people are afraid of being "politically incorrect," does that actually make me insane for caring enough to be indelicate?
I believe that this entire document has an honorable intent. But — like NO sane person EVER said — a spoonful of poison makes the sugar go down.
"Macbeth!! You're a terrible person!! Are you sure that you're not a politician?!
"But, um, what do you mean by 'honorable intent?'"
Curious, is it not? Meanwhile, back at the ranch:
Let me be clear. I am NOT running for President of the United States in 2020, and likely not in 2024.
Although on that last date, I make no promises. Why? For starters, what if there is a zombie gerbil apocalypse? Hey! Stranger things have happened!
* Like people thinking that diet soda is healthy to drink when you are on a diet. W-e-i-r-d. 😛
[And probably guilty. 😟]
Even more bizarre, I once had a girlfriend. Seriously. What woman would put up with this here total goober, your invisible Teddy bear just asked?
Well, Mr. Bear, in my defense, I have boyishly good charm...
And I make hair growing out of a man's ears look good.
Yes, reader. Being unbearably cute and adorable is a terrible burden. But magnanimous twit that I am, it's a sacrifice that I'm willing for you to make. After all, only somebody "unbearably cute and adorable" would still be reading this.
:)
Now that I have your attention (or there really are zombie gerbils) mixing politics, theology, and social commentary is a tad risky.
Example: People turn into werewolves when they are lectured at — or preached to. I certainly don't want to start a lycanthropy outbreak. No. Never a good idea.
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Let's shift gears.
Are you considering donating money to charity? If you check the charity out first, then this is a really good idea.
I know that things are squirrelly right now, financially speaking. Even so, financially or otherwise, there are constructive ways for us to pull together as communities.
Here on Wattpad, we are a community. We can support each other socially and emotionally. We can even get playful.
Now, being perfectly honest, I was over 50 when the US Veterans Administration added to my psychiatric diagnosis "autism spectrum disorder." However, comma, autism absolutely in no ways imaginable "explains" the rest of this essay! 😎😎😎
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Yet, if I don't mix blunt honesty with playful humor, would you really be interested in me dealing with three hot topics:
• Antisemitism, sexism, and suicide prevention?
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Yes, these are three of the hottest topics out there, but I've held your hand in mine thus far. Are you willing to trust me a little longer?
Please?
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