And then this morning I read that military spending worldwide has increased 45% in the last decade. A tidy sum at 1,226 billion dollars. (Curiously enough, now I look for the BBC page, it’s been removed from the headlines, as if it’s just too embarrassing to leave lying about.) What kind of malevolent energy does that represent, and whose? Theirs? Ours?
Is there enough benevolence, enough light, enough dancing in the snow, enough sweetness in the earth and stars, enough compassionate wisdom and will to live (and let live) to make this sum and what it has paid for look like the pile of wet ashes it will one day be?
Spending on arms has diminished since the recession began. We can hope that the pinch makes room for new ways of seeing, and of being.