positive” - That is the theme of this one-department WANZeGRAM consisting only
of this “A Note From Wanzie.”
In many respects
2016 was one of the worst shit storms of a year most of us have ever
experienced, especially in the realm of loss. Although January 1, 2017 may be an
arbitrary date on the calendar to some, I invite you to join with me in holding
to tradition, thus embracing the belief that with the New Year come new
beginnings; New Beginnings which we each may play a role in creating simply by
choosing to re-invest in a couple of time honored concepts:
PAST DOES NOT EQUAL THE FUTURE”
IS THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!”
If like me you
consider the event (which I will NOT be watching on TV) that will take place on
the steps of our nation’s capital on January 20 as one of the single most
upsetting, inconceivable, and foreboding moments in the modern history of The
United States of America, then 2017 looms on the horizon like the Rocky
Mountains must have appeared to early explorers; rising in the distance up from
the Great Plains as an unanticipated obstacle of unimaginable proportions
standing between progressive thinkers and their dream of a new and better life
in the shining West.
For this reason
alone it would be completely understandable that we might tip toe rather than
gallop to greet 2017; a year which many of us whole-heartedly welcome as an end
to a tumultuous and life-claiming 2016, yet at the same time tread into with
great trepidation and great despair. But the thing is done. There seems to be
nothing at this point in time that any of us can do to alter the fact that we
are about to inaugurate the most inexperienced and uniquely unqualified,
self-serving, childish, and mean-spirited individual to ever serve as President
of our already-great country. The mere thought of this situation sickens me and
fills me with despair, just as I am sure is the case with many of my WANZeGRAM
So, might I suggest
that together we accentuate the positive as we journey into 2017?
While I am not
discounting or ignoring the very real need for critical analysis of what we
failed to recognize or do that resulted in a - I can barely bring myself to type
it - President Trump - I know the only way I can survive the next four years is
to dedicate myself to positive endeavors and a belief that as a result of this
four-years-or-less Presidency will come meaningful renewal.
Renewal is a
concept to which I am clinging at this moment in time. I’m thinking of Mother
Nature and how, for the long term heath and sustainability of Earth, a certain
amount of devastation must be endured in order to replenish and renew. Along
these lines I have made the decision to view the Trump presidency as a Wild
doesn’t say or do something that gets us all obliterated from the face of the
planet, the impending devastation that a Trump presidency will surely bring may,
in fact, serve to awaken a lethargic electorate and spur fresh growth in newly
Just as with a
naturally occurring wild fire, a Trump administration will leave stark
devastation in its wake. Although it will not be due to Trump’s effective
leadership or his finesse or skill, but rather due to his lack of these very
attributes, our country will be stunned into rebirth.
Trump’s campaign, already we are better able to discern those who think and live
and vote and govern in the mindset of the “basket of deplorables” among us. And
it is much easier to combat that which is known than that which is unknown.
Wild fires remove undergrowth, brush, and ground litter from a forest - in
affect, “draining the swamp” just as Trump has promised he would do in
Washington. I believe that swamp will be drained; not because Trump will do it,
but because the American people will so clearly see those who align themselves
with Trump. The Trump wild fire will leave the swamp burnt and barren and devoid
of the foliage that has too long obscured our view of the last of the old guard
who have stood far too long in opposition to the promise of youth.
one environmentalist explained to the WANZeGRAM, “Wild fires return nutrients to
the soil by burning dead or decaying matter. They also act as a disinfectant,
removing disease-ridden plants and harmful insects from a forest ecosystem.”
So, I say, let the
Trump fires burn. Let the devastation come. Let us be vigilant and pro-active in
managing that fire as best we can to keep it from totally destroying our nation,
but let’s allow it to burn. Let nature take its course, and by the end of his
Presidency the decaying matter known as Donald Trump will himself be relegated
to ash from which the actual rebirth will occur.
We brace ourselves.
This wild fire has the potential to last four years. So we do our best to look
toward to the day when the glowing embers left behind by the fire provide us the
spark, the light, and the way to a brighter, better, and much more intelligent
America then we seem to be at the moment.
In the meantime I
don’t know about you, but the only way I can endure this impending fire is to be
cognizant of it without getting completely embroiled in it. Toward that end I am
claiming the period of the Trump presidency as a time for my own personal
renewal, and I will do my best to great each new day of 2017 as the first day of
the rest of my life. I encourage you to do the same.
May we all band
together and be the ultimate antithesis of every vile thing that is Trump. Let’s
be more mindful of the needs and concerns of our neighbors than we ever before
have been. Let’s expand our volunteerism. Let’s make being kind a daily goal.
Let’s support one another’s goals and celebrate one another’s accomplishments to
a greater extent than we have ever before done. And let’s go out of our way to
share a smile or lend a helping hand to those who have most been maligned during
the Trump candidacy. The fire has only just been ignited, but we need not wait
for it to be extinguished before reaping the benefits of those last remaining
The best hope we
have of surviving the fire storm that is upon us is to simply go out there and
be everything the fire is not.
I’m WANZIE And That’s All I Wrote!