So, it is Syria now, is it? We haven’t made any headway in our other wars, the wars on drugs, on obesity, on women, on Wall Street, on the Big Gulp? We have to focus our warring on yet another regime and all its regimey type behavior? Regime just sounds ominous, doesn’t it? We’d never expect to hear of an organization called the Peace Regime. No, regime is reserved for manipulation, domination, and flatulence. Yes, The Farting Control Freak Regime, that sounds about right. Generations from now will remember the Bloated Badass Brigade that ended the pissing contest between two regimes on some hill or in some valley. A monument will be erected and mothers will tell their children of the day the battle between the penises ended with one loud, gassy blast.
What if, just for one minute, leaders (I use that term loosely) leaders everywhere stopped to consider what all of this posturing does to people? People, who for no other reason than they are geographically disadvantaged enough to be in the line of fire, would otherwise be peaceful. AND what if all of the good intentioned people of the world who are overwhelmed by the circumstances of their lives, by being unemployed, drowning in debt, outraged over the corruption they see and feel powerless against the violence that is erupting all around them, what if they focused on a single goal? But what goal? Ending poverty? Ending addiction? Ending loneliness? Ending isolation? Ending violence? Ending Greed?
The list of things that need ending is endless.
What if instead of becoming overwhelmed with good intentions to end something the good intentioned people of the world actually start something? Start practicing non-aggression with themselves, start talking to their neighbors, start working together for safer schools, safer streets, start an effort to make a difference in the life of a child, a senior, a stranger? Imagine the effect of a Peace Regime. Violence Ended, film at eleven.
You bring the popcorn; I’ll bring the Big Gulp. YES!