Easter Sunday with the family. We enjoyed a good meal and were good company for each other. Thoughtful. Caring. Sharing. That was how I was brought up. And if I ever forgot that, I have 20-something cousins that would surely bring me back to reality in a heartbeat. You know, I like that about family. We all were taught to be sensitive and thoughtful about each other. And, above all, to take care of each other. There’s not a lot of that in the world today.
Well, today’s headlines clearly aren’t for the faint of heart.
Kim Jong Un is like a defiant two-year old who’s missed his nap and is becoming angrier as we speak.
President Trump — who did the right thing by responding to Bashar al-Assad’s horrific chemical weapons attack against his own countrymen, women and children — apparently felt so empowered by that move that he decided to drop the “Mother of All Bombs” in Afghanistan. Be careful, Mr. President. All that power can easily go to one’s head.
Trump is still looking for a win — and it is becoming more desperate as the days go on. Be careful, sir, that little men like the petulant Kim Jong Un doesn’t end up playing you.
It’s too bad, Mr. President, that you don’t have a family like I do and, like a lot of people around the world do. You know, the ones who will step out and right your sails for you .. because they care … and at the same time, in an ever-so-humble way, point out what could have been done better. A moral compass, you might say. We all need that for each other .. related or not. We are all in this together.
May peace be with you and your family this Easter Sunday … from my heart to yours …. shalom.