If I was in charge of the world rant

 I’ve always loved this poem by celebrated author Judith Viorst and I recently found an old copy clipped from a magazine that I’d stuck away long ago. 

If I were in charge of the world
    by Judith Viorst

If I were in charge of the world
I’d cancel oatmeal,
Monday mornings,
Allergy shots, and also
Sarah Steinberg.
If I were in charge of the world 
There’d be brighter night lights,
Healthier hamsters, and 
Basketball baskets 48 inches lower.
If I were in charge of the world
You wouldn’t have lonely. 
You wouldn’t have clean.
You wouldn’t have bedtimes,
Or “Don’t punch your sister.”
You wouldn’t even have sisters.
If I were in charge of the world
A chocolate sundae with whipped 
    cream and nuts
    would be a vegetable.
All 007 movies would be G.
And a person who sometimes forgot to brush.
And sometimes forgot to flush,
Would still be allowed to be 
In charge of the world.

I love the child’s perspective but as I read it over several times the day I discovered it in an old notebook of mine I couldn’t help but reflect on how I see it now because I’m taking in all the news of the world and struggling with it. I’m thankful to have a Democratic president in the WH and he makes mistakes but right now there is an overwhelming amount of terribleness happening even beyond Covid-19. Here’s my version; not as much fun yet it fits all my worries in just as Viorst’s young character has his list of annoyances. 

If I were in charge of the world 

If I were in charge of the world
we would have never gone to Afghanistan in the first place
But because we did invade I certainly would have pulled Afghan families 
who helped us out of the country first, we owe them a safe place to live.
If I were in charge of the world
I would help Haiti, the tiny island country
That the French and Americans historically have ravaged
I would write a decree that these two wealthy nations would
build a workable infrastructure that will withstand the weather.
The Haitian people should build alongside us at living wages so they might prosper
And have a real chance to recover. 
If I were in charge of the world
Marijuana charges would be dropped and factory farms would be shuttered forever. 
Real farms would thrive and high fructose corn syrup would be a distant memory.
Higher education and health insurance would be affordable for all. 
If I were in charge of the world
Donald Trump would be already in prison for tax evasion,
inciting the insurrection on January 6th, and
for mocking the  pandemic and wearing a mask.
A health crisis that could have been a means to unite us
turned into a political shit storm.
Raging fires and massive storms
too many to count. Climate change
Maybe Greta Thunberg would be my #1
If I were in charge of the world
I wouldn’t be able to stop or fix all of these things
but I’d have empathy, I’d listen and try to help as much as possible
with new solutions and out-of-the-box thinking.
The end (but literally the list could go on and on)
As a highly empathetic person it is hard to bear everything in the world today. And I’m back in school which is wonderful on one side-great to see all the students but also worried for outbreaks with all of us together. Most students are not masked up and I didn’t want to go back to school with a mask on but I am wearing it as much as possible to stay safe and model that we do hard things to keep others safe. The world is a mess and it is also filled with beauty. 
When I feel all of this I have to seek out my community of friends and I find my way to the mat with Adriene. My yoga quest continues and that all helps. So does cooking up a storm. I also imagined I left for Haiti one day…
August is ending. Maybe the softer temperatures of September will bring relief. 
 

Feelings

(Inside Out from Disney is a perfect example of how I feel right now)

I’ve spent my night doing quiet activities. I took my two dogs out for a lovely walk just before the sun went completely down and was happy I didn’t have to wear a coat.  I made myself a simple dinner of avocado toast with fresh eggs on top. I made myself a very small Clementine margarita and watched two quick episodes of Shitt’s Creek while I ate because I needed some laughter in my day. 

I talked on the phone with my brother about all that is happening right now. I did some laundry and I had a Google Meet with Verda and Angelle. I’ve tried not looking at election results but I’ve peeked and it really only takes a glance to understand that our country is in real deep shit. While it isn’t a landslide and it is really too close to call I am literally shocked at how RED the map is and that some of the old characters like Lindsey Graham and Mitch McConnell have survived this. I’m crushed. It’s chilling to think this through. We’re raised a nation of people who are non-thinkers, of hateful followers.

Tomorrow morning I’m going to get up and I’m going to walk to school in the beautiful late Fall weather and I’m going to have a day. I’m going to try to shut out the few (but loud) young children who will be elated because they’ve been chanting Trump for weeks.  I’m so very worried for this exact follow mentality. And the superior attitude. I was already tired of the trucks with flags, and the bumper stickers plastered all over cars and trucks. I don’t know what the next four years are going to look like no matter who actually wins tonight.  How did we get here? Never before have we had such division unless you want to discuss the Civil War era.  And more importantly how are we going to fix this?