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.
One response to “Polly still doesn’t get it”
I’m with you and Polly on this, Pen. Money for arms is something I will never, ever get.
One of the key words in your post is ‘enough’. (What and when is ‘enough’? And – every bit as important – are we able to recognize it? )
Another key word is ‘hope’.
AWAD has just delivered the following quote and it feels somehow related to your v. pertinent questions – ‘Is not dread of thirst when your well is full, thirst that is unquenchable?’ -Khalil Gibran, mystic, poet, and artist (1883-1931)