I have a friend who is a retired professional writer and she posts “rants” on Facebook. With her permission, I am posting her most recent rant.
I love the way some people make up definitions of words to suit their own purposes.
Yesterday in the Reading Eagle a woman carrying on about the current focus of Tea hatred, the children coming across the border, said the word refugee means someone fleeing from a state of war. So these kids aren’t “refugees.”
I got out the ol’ Merriam Webster’s Collegiate Dictionary, which defined “refugee” as someone fleeing from a country because of danger or persecution. No mention of war as a prerequisite.
The woman went on to lecture that kids in our own country need help. After all, the economy is bad and so on and so forth.
When I read that, I started thinking about kids in our own country, too. Just probably not the same kids she was thinking about.
I was thinking about kids I saw standing in the middle of a godforsaken snow-covered desert on a Navajo reservation many years ago. Torn clothes, little food, missionaries and government workers living in beautiful houses, grand pianos in their living rooms. Those kids need help too. They always have. Ever since we invaded their country and took everything they had, they’ve needed help. Ever since we took their uranium to power our addiction to electronics, they needed help. Ever since we won their land from them, fair and square, first by poisoning them with smallpox and booze and then by taking any arable land they had left by murdering those who tried to stop us, they needed help.
But those weren’t the kids this woman was talking about. And it occurred to me that’s why these haters are so afraid–because all hate stems from fear.
Oh, these good Christian folks might fear the wrath of God. But I’ll tell you what.
They fear Karma even more.
This is our Open Thread. Time to Speak Up!