What? World peace? Get real.
Peace, honesty, interdependence as well as independence, justice. Yeah, justice. A man stopped by my shop today and told me of his ongoing four-year battle over his father’s estate. His dad was a customer of mine for twenty years, a wonderful, intelligent gentleman from the old country who’d been through much to come here after the war and bring his family with him. He’d built a business, he was an architechtural engineer, loved to collect contemporary art. Eighty years old and he nursed his wife through her final fight with cancer. Was diagnosed with a brain tumor, went into remission, remarried, fell ill again and lost the battle. His new wife, a true gold-digger, and now his son has a legal fight much, much worse than mine. Unbelievable what people can do to each other.
Watched a brief documentary over last weekend on Rwanda. Genocide. Neighbors killing neighbors? With machetes? Men, women, children, lying dead in the streets. Everywhere. Unbelievable what people can do to each other. Darfur? Again? Unbelievable.
Adolf Hitler. Sadam Hussein. Neighbors, family…
I want, I want…to understand.
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Justice is complicated, and too often doesn’t occur — at least not in this world. But wanting it is a good and worthy thing. If only more people did, maybe it wouldn’t be so tricky.
Barbara, I think the only thing that keeps me sane in my journey seeking justice is the knowledge that perception is the overriding key.