It’s been months since I’ve posted anything. I’ve been challenged, trying to find my voice since publishing my last book. Today we live our lives in 140 characters or less while numbing ourselves with FaceBook, the social addiction for all generations. Our smartphones beckon with WhatsApp, SnapChat, Instagram, Pinterest, Vimeo, YouTube, Etsy, Amazon, Path, Tumblr and more.
Before a thought is formed, you can read about it, buy it, consume and get lost in it. There’s an online blog for anyone and everyone, including mine.
When I began blogging, my goal was to offer free help to entrepreneurs. After operating a successful company for over ten years, I was eager to help others live their dreams. No one noticed. My voice was was too small in the vastness of social networking space. We live in a society of mass consumption in which those loud, brash and provocative enough win the most “likes.”
We consume information, the newest free eBook, and online programs developed by enthusiastic teenagers, while on the streets we consume each another.
The past year has been a turbulent one, for our society and global community. Wars rage in every corner. People use the buzzword “Brexit” without an understanding of what it means and the impact it has. We watch helplessly as France disintegrates. News reports tell us of Germans being assaulted in their own homes and public places by the very refugees they so generously welcomed into their country and families.
In the US, police officers die every week, targeted by a public they’ve sworn to protect, the violence against them fueled by questionable and sometimes illegal police shootings of Black Americans. How then do the police respond to calls for help without a heightened sense of fear, leading to more shootings? How can Black citizens feel safe in their own neighborhoods? Violence against one feeds the same against the other. While we bury our dead in the media spotlight, no one hears the cry of a dying child, lured into an alley and shot as part of a gang initiation.
Murder is murder, no matter the victim.
How are we supposed to live peacefully in the United States where we are so clearly divided? This is OUR country. These are OUR citizens, yet we wonder why our communities rage on? Haven’t enough people died to satisfy OUR bloodlust?
It’s time to take back OUR world, OUR nation, OUR streets, OUR children and OUR minds before what we’ve lost can no longer be recovered. It’s time to…