For those who are now living in Tent City due to Sandy, 2012 does seem like a doom-prophecy year i.e. INVOLUNTARY departure from their homes. Others in 20 States, mostly Red, willingly sign a petition to secede (VOLUNTARY departure from the Federade). Essentially, they want to vote again.
We do have to zoom out and see where we are: globally and ecologically.
A warmer temperature means melting snow for the penguins. A butterfly in the Amazon still has that connection to Sandy, however small. (In the US, one can drive out of any house, to arrive at any person’s driveway; the power of inter-connectedness).
I was walking into a restaurant last night when the power was suddenlyy out. For a quick moment, I knew how people affected by Sandy must have felt.
To us, 2012 is just another calendar year.
To them, it’s dooms day.
Once again, the nation is showing its solidarity as in the days following 9/11.
A show of unity and solidarity.
People are hurting.
Groping in the dark.
Tested and bewildered
People moved on, but those regions bore the marks of being whipped.
Bent out of shape (tourists would conveniently cherry pick the best spots in the world to spend their hard-earned dollars).
The hypocrisy of pleasure-seeking.
Since when do you hear a doctor take his/her vacation to give vaccine to an emerging nation? I only read about Melinda Gates Foundation doing this.
Meanwhile, we are in wait for another round of doomsday prophecy, often comes at year-end.
Futuristic stuff that may or may not fan out.
Yet we believe. We want an edge, to position ourselves for profit, or to hedge our bets.
Good luck with the rest of 2012. We have yet seen the end of it.
Still with a good two months to go.
I would line up my all-star team right around this time.
To charge out of the gate. To win. To seize the day, the year.
To plan that next play. Winning is easy when planning was hard.
2012 is not over until the planning for 2013 is complete.