Down by the Lake

Old Kadizzle was riding the bike down by the lake when the rain started to pour. Kadizzle took shelter under the roof of the recreation building. Soon he was joined by a young sixth grade fisherman. Sitting in the rain we got to know each other. We talked fishing, school, and Kadizzle found out the young guy liked math. Kadizzle tried to give him a lesson in binary numbers. 

In young people there is so much hope. The world is in front of them. This brings us to a simple question? What are we leaving them? The answer is a mess, a big mess. The old flumpers like Kadizzle have taken too much from the world, and given too little back. Those now in their seventies have squandered the forest, the oil, the very air we breath. That poor kid will inherit a mess. Last but not least we have destroyed a political system, and a judicial system that used to work. 

Why do we like children, why do they always seem to make us happy? Children represent hope. Almost every morning Kadizzle sees his grandchildren on facetime. Sylvie has blossomed into an amazing teenager. Quinn, and Evie are growing like weeds, learning to swim, draw, read, and explore the world. What have we done? Can we go to the grave knowing our selfish lives have squandered their future? Now we are on the verge of a Hitler style insanity. 

Sitting in the parking lot of the grocery store watching the people come and go it was obvious, most of us are overweight. Our bellies, our butts, and our bodies lumber under the weight of prosperity. We overfeed ourselves, our dogs, and we feed our minds on Fox News. We eat the wrong food, believe the wrong lies, and delude ourselves everything is OK. This may not end well. The very planet we live on may puke us out. Way back in the depression people were forced to wake up. We did, but now we are asleep again. The last time there was a way to bail out the boat and patch the hole. Maybe not this time. So lets walk to the refrigerator, pull out a beer have some chips, and watch Fox New, then go to church and turn it all over to Jesus. Works every time.