My best friend of nearly forty years took me out for Chinese today. It is nice to think I might see her more often now. Her common sense and gentle calmness still surround me. I heard from other treasured people today too, each one bringing some special little bit of light into my world when I really needed it.
This world really is a good place. There are some bad people in it, but they are out numbered by the rest of us. Someone wrote that she is not as strong as I am, but what she doesn't understand is that I am not strong alone. It takes all of us good people to make the right things happen.
There are a lot of gray areas, but there are also some simple black and white issues that should not be set aside in order to placate the loud and pushy. Bullies rely on the good manners and tact of their victims and other decent people. And occasionally knights in shining armor (or Motorcycle Mike) still charge to the forefront placing themselves between metaphoric dragons and damsels in distress.
The fairy tales and myths of the past still carry a lot of truth. Courage is often simply the action of a very fightened person stepping up to bat. If he strikes out we dismiss him without a thought, or even boo, but if he hits a homerun we leap from our seats applauding. Such absolutes are seldom the norm. Real heroes win some, lose some, so the more heroes there are, the better our chances are of making this place a better world.
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