cur-mud-geon:
anyone who hates hypocrisy and pretense and has the temerity to say so; anyone with the habit of pointing out unpleasant facts in an engaging and humorous manner
The snow and sleet and rain and whatever else has fallen on us today serves as a reminder…we are not in control!
This is not supposed to happen at this time of year, and yet it does. And, we survive.
What does this tell us, if anything?
It tells me that I have not the ability to comprehend the wonders of the world in and on which we live.
It tells me that I should be suspect of those who would have me believe that they do have such ability.
It tells me that this world of which I’m a small part was created and didn’t just happen in some cosmic explosion or implosion.
It tells me that all the hand-wringing over global warming is for naught since no amount of hand-wringing by mere humans is going to have any impact…pro or con…on this issue…if it is truly an issue.
It tells me that I need to watch over nature as best I’m able while I live life. It tells me that creatures great and small have the right and the ability to exist with one and other.
I see nesting eagles in Mequon when only some few score of years ago, we thought it possible that we had caused the ultimate destruction of the bald eagle.
I see a state almost overrun by turkeys…the wild kind, not the human kind…and I am reminded that we began the repopulation of wild turkeys only a short two or so decades ago.
It tells me that the creator of this earth upon which we all live, was and is infinitely more knowledgeable, caring and compassionate than any or all of us in combination.
It tells me that I will continue down the path I’ve chosen to tread; while I let those who desire to tread different paths tend to their business as they see it. Only if they choose to try to alter my selection will I pay any attention to them and their choices; and, then I’ll let them know that I couldn’t care less what they’ve decided for I am at peace with my selections and my decisions.
Therein may lie the definition of a curmudgeon; certainly it is the definition of a crusty old, independent, self-assured male.
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that so far as I see it.
