5 Things I Don’t Want to See in 2022

Dr. Tanya asks us to list 5 things we don’t want to see in 2022.

1. I don’t want to see Donald Trump get away with having almost destroyed the American democracy.

What I do want to see is Donald Trump being arrested, tried, convicted, and incarcerated. Along with all of the others who schemed, planned, and participated (and are still participating) in the Big Lie and the attempt to overturn the election of Joe Biden in 2021.

2. I don’t want to see Republicans taking back control of Congress in the midterm elections in November.

What I do want to see is American voters recognizing that, should Republicans gain control of Congress, that could be the last nail in the coffin of our democracy.

3. I don’t want to see COVID-19 and its variants continue to plague humanity.

What I do want to see is people willing to get vaccinated and to mask up so that we might finally put this pandemic behind us.

4. I don’t want to see continued complacency around climate change.

What I do want to see are definitive actions by governments around the world to abate the devastation that continuing on the path we’re on with respect to climate change will lead to.

5. I don’t want to see a decision by the Supreme Court that would, for all intents and purposes, overturn Roe v Wade and make abortions illegal in the United States.

What I do want to see is a recognition that women have equal rights, especially when it comes to managing their own reproductive health, and that the ultimate decision a woman makes about her pregnancy is a personal and private one.

And So It Ends, And So It Begins

I was originally planning to write a post about what a disappointment 2021 was, but when I read the Editor’s Letter in the latest issue of The Week magazine, written by the magazine’s editor-in-chief, William Falk, I decided that he expressed far better than I ever could how disappointing of a year 2021 was. So I thought I’d share with you what he wrote.

This is a dark time in a dark year. It began horribly, with a violent assault on the Capitol intended to stop the peaceful transfer of power — a first for our nation. The climate showed us where we’re headed, as biblical droughts baked the West and sucked reservoirs dry, 115-degree heat waves paralyzed Portland and Seattle, and a polar cold snap froze Texas solid. Forests in the Western U.S. and the world exploded into flames. Monstrous tornadoes — almost never seen in December — erased communities across Kentucky and the Midwest. The pandemic we thought we’d beaten in the spring roared back twice, through Greek-lettered, mutation-disguised variants that have filled hospitals and morgues with the voluntarily unvaccinated. In this season of renewal and of hope, it takes real effort to find optimism about the future in our sore, beleaguered hearts.

We can reasonably hope the pandemic will wane this year at last, after holding humanity hostage for more than two years. But there’s no reason to expect an end to another viral epidemic — of misinformation and tribal hatred — that endangers our democracy. Americans no longer share common facts, information, or trusted sources and experts; a virtual secession has already occurred. Extremists are pushing the parties further apart, and on the Right, a radical, anti-democracy movement is gaining momentum. Three retired U.S. generals warned this week that a disputed presidential election in 2024 could cause “a total breakdown of the chain of command along partisan lines” — and actual civil war. If that sounds nuts, remember that two years ago, an insurrection and a pandemic were just as unimaginable.

In the face of so many troubles and sorrows, what do we do? For perspective, I often think back to what my parents’ generation faced, and how dark it must have felt as 1941 gave way to 1942. Then, as now, surrender was not an option. Curse the darkness. Fight. Persist. The light is coming. Eventually.

The only area on which I may differ with Mr. Falk is where he believes, “The light is coming. Eventually.” I’m not that optimistic. I sincerely hope that he is right and that I am wrong.

Happy New Year, everyone.

Image credit: LemonBox@zazzle.com.

Share Your World — 11/15/2021

For this week’s edition of Share Your World, Melanie is going deep. I think she’s trying to steal my Provocative Question thunder, because he questions this week are quite provocative.

In your opinion, what should be humanity’s goal?

Like all other living creatures, the most fundamental goal is to survive, but unless we get our act together and take decisive, definitive action to combat climate change, secondary goals, like food shelter, health, and happiness, will be moot.

Are you hesitant to speak your opinions?

One of the reasons I started blogging was to freely express my honest thoughts, opinions, and perspectives. At the time, I worked at a very conservative firm and I quickly learned that discussing my views on politics, religion, or anything that diverged from their deeply ingrained conservatism, was neither welcomed nor appreciated. So I stopped “speaking” my opinions and started blogging them.

In what ways has society changed during your lifetime? What do you think caused these changes?

Society — at least segments of American society — has become much more intolerant, much more divided and divisive, and much more willing to embrace partisan politics and conspiracy theories over science, facts, and truth. Most of you are going to disagree with — and possibly be offended by — my position on what has caused these changes, but I blame it on organized religion, which teaches people to behave like sheep rather than individuals and to cling to those who share common beliefs rather than to be open to critical, rational thinking. Oh, also the reverence most of these conservative, religious people have for Donald Trump.

Now do you see why I am hesitant to “speak” my opinions?

If you had a friend who spoke to you in the same way that you sometimes speak to yourself, how long would you allow this person to be your friend?

I would appreciate having a friend who was open, honest, and forthright with me. So yeah, I’d want such a person to be my friend indefinitely.


I am grateful to all of you who have passed on your positive thoughts and well wishes after I posted that I might have cancer of the prostate. Thanks to each of you.

Before It’s Too Late

It’s a cautionary tale I’m telling you. We are destroying our planet and leaving behind a scorched earth for the generations that follow us. Yet there is a large part of our society that is in denial, as if they are under some sort of hypnotic trance.

Don’t blame me. I’m just the messenger.

It’s time to come out of the corner and step into the center of the ring. This is literally a fight to the finish between those who wish to save our future and those big money interests who continue to pursue their own short-term, unenlightened self-interests.

We must act. Before it’s too late. If it’s not too late already.

Written for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (cautionary), Ragtag Daily Prompt (scorch), The Daily Spur (part), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (hypnotic), Your Daily Word Prompt (blame), and My Vivid Blog (corner).

Speaking About Climate Change

When my wife and I moved from San Francisco to the East Bay in January of 2020, a distance of only about 30 miles, we were shocked. We quickly learned that the climates in our former and new locations are quite different.

San Francisco is known for its relatively mild winters and cool summers. In the winter, it’s rare for the temperatures to dip into the 30s (Fahrenheit). In the summer, the high temperatures on most days are in the mid-60s to upper-70s. There are times it gets into the 80s and even occasions when it reaches the low 90s, but those very hot days are the exceptions.

Where we live now on the East Bay is a totally different story. While temperatures never really dip below freezing in the winter, it comes close enough that we occasionally wake up to see a light frost on the ground. And in the summer, temperatures in the 90s and even the low 100s are the norm, not the exceptions.

Don’t get me wrong. I love where we live now. Well, except for the deer and the gophers who are destroying my trees, plants, and lawn. But the climate just 30 miles east of San Francisco is not ideal like it is, as far as I’m concerned, in San Francisco, which is close to perfect. Climate-wise, anyway.

Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt.