Sunday, April 3, 2016

258 candles-day 37

I've been wracking my brain trying to think of what I can say that will mean anything to anyone about the current dismal, distressing state of politics in this country. And I've come to realize this: There isn't anything I can say. But there is something I can do.

My solution, based on the Chinese proverb that it's better to light a candle than to curse the darkness, is to provide daily candles in the form of links to other people's solutions, simple or complex responses to problems that they see. But as a single candle will hardly provide enough illumination to blot out the darkness that is the pettiness and meanness that characterizes this election cycle, I will light 258 candles, one each day between now and election day. In this way, I will do my part to remind each of us we are better than the baseness of the bases.

Today: At this morning's service someone, probably quoting somebody, said something like this: "We stand together so no one falls alone." That reminded me of one of my favorite punk songs, Sleater-Kinney's "Get Up," which I've used as an illustration in the past of what Unitarian Universalism and punk culture  have in common. It's this: We move together, lifting one another up as we go, because the only thing we can depend on is one another.

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