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Following a Disaster

Following a Disaster

When Donald "wall-builder" Trump decided yesterday to reject the Paris Agreement that united 99% of the world' nations against climate catastrophe, he once again created more divisive walls.

Unifying for humanity sake is a foreign concept to this so-called leader of the "free world". While the distortions and denials have existed since the beginning of humanity, I am reminded of the perspective and wisdom of 

Mending Wall by Robert Frost. 

Something there is that doesn't love a wall,

That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,

And spills the upper boulders in the sun;

And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbour know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
"Stay where you are until our backs are turned!"
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, "Good fences make good neighbours."
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
"Why do they make good neighbours?Isn't it

Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down." I could say "Elves" to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, "Good fences make good neighbours."

Another Trump wall of denial, another wall of resentment and a wall against unity and progress. And those who follow his walling ignranance and arrogance place humanity on a precipice that forewarns any thoughtful souls that following this troubled soul is disaster waiting to happen.

Defending and condoning a madman is tantamount to fictional lemmings jumping to their demise. It's a metaphor that defies real facts, logic, but has been what human history has shown us countless times. Insane, misguided rulers leading humanity astray! Hitler, Napoleon, Stalin, Mao come immediately to mind. Millions died and survivors suffered because people often follow mindlessly off some real cliff.

It was at least encouraging today to learn that over 30 US cities and over 100 corporations have made it clear that they will stand up against this sick mindset and support the Paris Agreement. That is only a small indicator that many are unwilling to build HIS wall or follow his lead over the cliff. For someone unable to comprehend the history and symbolism of the Berlin and Jerusalem walls, dies not deserve to represent our country. It isn't humanity he cares about; it is power-making delusions.

Mending Wall gave me pause when I first studied it in a high school English class nearly 50 years ago. It should pause any mind today that wants peace and unity. 

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