Monday, June 2, 2014
We All Have Opinions, Don't We?
On our last morning in Cozumel as Mr. Moon and I were eating breakfast with the perfect sky above us and the sparkling gin-clear water beside us, our peace was a little bit disturbed by some obviously American dude wearing camo pajama bottoms and a t-shirt who was drinking a smoothie. I think it was a smoothie. Maybe it was a daiquiri. Whatever. It wasn't his breakfast choice or his clothing which disturbed our peace but what he was saying. He was going on and on about President Obama and how HE IS NOT AN AMERICAN CITIZEN! Or at least, how he doesn't believe he is.
He cited several conspiracy theories involving birth certificates and a plane crash wherein the only possible living witness to Obama's birth had died whereas everyone else on the plane survived! Or something like that.
Very plausible stuff, you know. If you're a racist shithead who cannot accept the fact that a black man is the president of the United States.
Not that many years ago I probably would have confronted the guy but as I grow older, I find myself just rolling my eyes which is what Mr. Moon and I did and both of us agreed that yes, at this point in time, it is nothing but racism which fuels these done-beat-that-horse-'til-it's-so-damn-dead theories.
There is nothing I could possibly say in a restaurant at eight-thirty in the morning to someone like that which would change his mind and I do finally have the wisdom to know that. Which is not necessarily something I'm proud of. I like to think that if he'd been spouting actual racist crap I might have said something. Or homophobic. But he was smart enough (or chicken-shit enough) to couch his remarks in birther conspiracy theory costumage so I just held my tongue and let out a sigh of relief when he left the premises and enjoyed my huevos tacquitos in sweet peace.
The reason I'm bringing this up today is that just as that man in the restaurant felt he had the right and the need to express his feelings about our president, I do too. And what I feel is that I love our president. Under his leadership, our country is making strides in the areas of civil rights for all Americans, in the environment, energy, and of course, health care. Slowly, pragmatically, changes are occurring and these are changes which affect everyone in the long run. I am so grateful for that. So grateful for him. I do not think he is perfect nor do I agree with everything he's done or will do, I'm sure, but I think that he is truly trying to leave the country in better shape than it was in when he took office (and although we may think that would be almost impossible NOT to do, trust me- it could have happened) and I believe he is a fine and good man, a thoughtful and intelligent man, an eloquent speaker and I am proud he is our president.
So. That's my little retort to the guy in the restaurant in Mexico and no, he will never read this and even if he did, it would mean nothing to him. He will continue to live in his world and I will continue to live in mine which this morning is a quiet place and I've already been to town to take Maurice in and she sat quietly on my lap for the whole long drive and the woman at Animal Aid, a friend of Hank's, was so nice to us and so loving towards Maurice and I know she will be in good hands, just as I think our country is in good hands right now.
That's a beautiful thing to feel whether it comes from the woman behind the counter at Animal Aid or from the man who is our president. And I do truly think that he is compassionate and cares about the wellbeing of the citizens who elected him as the leader of our country and probably even for those who did not vote for him as well.
Good morning from Lloyd.