Dear Dad
I am not being alarmist. No. But if you arrive on our planet today, it will be so hot, so strange, so red and so inhumane you will be off in a jiffy...I swear! Around the world, things are depressing.
My worry is that we are daily preaching peace but fighting wars! We call for democracy but are busing constricting the public space! We say education is THE key to everything but our kids are getting more illiterate, less numerate, and cheating in exams, lacking rigour and substance!
Now, Dad, we under-invest where it matters most: humanity, and over-invest where it harms most: arms! World Poverty is so high you wonder how we got here - despite huge and growing World Resources!!
Yet our politicians profess faiths and project morality! They pray publicly and pontificate ever so piously!
I am extremely reluctant to ask the question. But, Dad, won't you...if you were me, us and the media? God is truly patient. Quite tough to make that stretch, isn't it?
Just wondering aloud, I suppose.
Still yours
Dayo
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In the business of life and living, and the way we grow up, there is a compelling conversation which binds us for aye...with our parents and siblings. Here or beyond, we sort of keep the link, the bond. And we refer or report visibly or invisibly, known or unknown...to them. I should be sharing my thoughts and notes in this regard, as well as speaking to your own dads and moms by mutual solidarity.
Showing posts with label Failed Politicians. Show all posts
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Sunday, February 25, 2007
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