N.47 A Letter Written To Your Mom On November 9, 2016

The following letter was written to your mother while on a flight to Savannah, Georgia, to speak at a children’s book festival.

November 9, 2016

Dear H_,

I will try not to speak much more of this, but I do want you to know where I stand on the president elect. This man is a virus, and his poison will spread.

I will not allow our daughters to be told that this thrice married, serial adulterer is a “good person” with “good family values.” They do not deserve to be deceived by adults who blindly support him. Our girls are being raised to be self-assured and compassionate, and will likely contribute in ways small and large to the betterment of society. As they grow older they will understand the truth about this man. History will not be kind to him, that is assured. But if we remain silent, we default our position to the wrong side of this embarrassment, as those in fervent support, we know, will continue to speak loud and often in his favor.

This man is delusional and dangerously ignorant, a gross narcissist, the type of person I loathe, and the antithesis of the person I wish our daughters to be as adults. We must teach our girls to verify information, to identify and dismiss those with questionable morals, to recognize hate speech, to expose untruths. In short, I want our daughters to stand up against those who disregard human decency, who berate, oppress and bully others. If our girls were older, I would hope that they would be appalled that an individual of such appallingly amoral character can become the President of the United States. God willing, the younger generation will never allow something as disgraceful as this to happen again. 

Remember that this is a man whose supporters’ chant, “Lock her up!” at his provocation, and “Make America Great Again!” The latter taken, by the way, from Ronald Reagan’s campaign slogan, “Let’s Make American Great Again.” Is America not great already? How many of these people who rally around this slogan, I wonder, have ever traveled outside the United States? And even those that have, how many have traveled in the third world? Was our country not great after we elected our first black president? Have we already forgotten that the Obama administration helped prevent a second Great Depression? Unemployment is currently at 4.2%, the stock market, after falling by more than 50% under George W. Bush, is at record highs. Retail and real estate markets are booming. Overseas conflicts have been deescalated. The U.S. economy, our freedom, our opportunities are the envy of the world. I understand that there are still millions who suffer, who feel neglected and unheard, but it is unfortunate that those who chant “Make America great again” do not appreciate just how much better our country is after eight years of the Obama presidency. 

Though a false narrative, Make America Great Again has become the rally cry for an almost exclusively white base of economically frustrated, disenfranchised and disillusioned, anti-Hillary and anti-Democrat men and women, but more frighteningly, it is being trumpeted by racists and white supremacists. Dangerous people have been empowered by this man’s election. They now feel vindicated after eight years of a black president, but their anger will not be subdued by the president elect, it will only be stoked. “This is serious, folks,” wrote a friend following the election. “T_ gets elected. T_ gets impeached. T_ calls on his heavily armed supporters to resist…America has a big problem.”

Whether we get through the next four years safely or descend into civil unrest, today begins a sad and tragic period in our nation’s history. My fear is that at the end of this we will no longer be great. Our country has elected a racist, chauvinist, megalomaniac; a man who faces dozens of allegations of sexual harassment and assault; a man who has been involved in over 4,000 law suits; a man who says climate change is a “Chinese hoax” and has campaigned on burning more fossil fuels, spewing even more pollutants into the air we breathe and the water we drink, exacerbating health problems in our children and accelerating the changes we are witnessing in the earth’s climate; a man who has made a career of insulting others, has virtually no knowledge of foreign policy, and even less ability to take on the roll of a diplomat. How could this possibly end well? The entire world will suffer from this election, and sadly, the negative effects of his presidency, of his cruel and vengeful ways, will be felt well into the future. 

Do not ignore the angry and obnoxious comments he has made about women, Mexicans, Muslims, veterans, war heroes, the handicap, and war. Read the stories told by the women who have accused him of sexual assault, including his first wife. Look at the photographs of he and his third wife in their grotesquely gilded Manhattan penthouse. As a businessman, developer, husband and father, the man is a disgrace. As president, he is absolutely horrifying.

To those who say he will put the best people in place, I have doubts. I cannot see this man surrounding himself with intelligent people the way previous presidents have done. Appointing intelligent people into his cabinet would only spotlight his inadequacy. A man of his conceited nature could not tolerate such a demoralizing blow to his ego. Remember, this is a man who does not read. His words: “I don’t have time to read…I have a good brain…I go with my gut.” He gets the majority of his information from his own propaganda machine, and communicates with juvenile Tweets. 

As parents we must begin with our children. The solution lies in the education and moral development of America’s youth. We will stand for what is good, for what is right. We will lead by example. Everyday, we will be the antithesis of our nation’s president.

Please forgive my rant. I am extremely frustrated.

All my love, A.R.V.

N.46 The Human Race

In his book The World As I See It, Einstein writes, “We exist for our fellow men—in the first place for those on whose smiles and welfare all our happiness depends, and next for all those unknown to us personally with whose destinies we are bound up by the tie of sympathy.” He goes on, “A hundred times every day I remind myself that my inner and outer life depend on the labors of other men, living and dead, and that I must exert myself in order to five in the same measure as I have received and am still receiving.” This all on the first page. When I read this for the first time, I closed the book and put it down. Not because I did not want to read more, but because I wanted to sit with what I had just read. We are here for each other. Our purpose is to serve our fellow man. A hundred times I day I am thankful to all those who have contributed to make my life what it is today…Here, we are talking about all of human kind. We are all one. Those that may appear to be as different from you and I as one could be still have very in common. We all have many similar desires, many similar dreams. The desires and dreams that are universal the world over. We all want a good home, a safe place to exist with our family, free of threat from other human beings. We all want the opportunity to live with dignity, to be given opportunities to provide, to nourish our bodies sufficiently and without worry to the contrary. We all want friends and loved ones to laugh with and confide in and to support us when we are in need. We all want peace and love in our daily lives. These are the most basic, yet most profound and deeply yearned for desires of the human soul.  

N.45 On Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson once wrote, “To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” He also wrote, “Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.” And, “The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.” And, “People do not seem to realize that their opinion of the world is also a confession of their character.” And, “You become what you think about all day long.” And lastly, from his essay Self-Reliance, “Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind.” This is why we visited his grave in Concord, Massachusetts. Read and reread Emerson.

N.44 On The Pace of Life

You may or may not have noticed that my pace has slowed. Most significantly this past year, as a fatigue has enveloped me that I cannot shake. The speed at which I do things seems a fraction of what it has normally been. I am tired almost all of the time. Everything requires more effort. I actually hope that you have not noticed this, though I assume you have.

Aside from regular physical deterioration, this slowing, to be frank, results from a tiring of life. There is indication of a looming existential crisis I may face before long. Many integral parts of my daily life have become hazardously unmanageable.

This, of course, is no fault of yours. It is my own. The problem, however, is compounded by its impact on other aspects of our life. It causes stress, for one. Your mom and I loose sleep, putting us at an immediate disadvantage each day. I struggle to effectively manage multiple projects, both paid and unpaid, and thus seem to make no real progress on any one thing. I spend early mornings, evenings and late nights, charging forward on my latest “brilliant” idea, reading and thinking and typing, only to see the fire doused the following day by the need to tend to other obligations. Add to this the current disarray in which the world is operating, the seeming deterioration of our morals, terrible inequality and threats again of unrest and war, it is a miracle anyone can keep focus on their own work long enough to accomplish anything.

All of this amounts to a growing concern for our future and yours. What will become of our decaying culture? How will our livelihoods be altered by artificial intelligence, climate change, pollution, disease, political conflict? Every generation of parents grieves over what they believe will be a grim and frightening future for their children. We talk about the “good old days” and lament that they have long passed. You may do the same when you have children.

Let us remember, however, when looking back, most of these concerns turn out to be nothing. You’ll find yourself standing tall one day and marvel over the fact that, somehow, you have made it. I wonder, what was it that concerned me when I was in my 20s and 30s? The issues I faced were monumental at the time, that’s for certain, and yet I couldn’t tell you what they were. My hope is that the concerns I have today will similarly prove to be nothing. Much like the humorous quote many have attributed to Mark Twain (though its origin is disputed). Your Poppy often uses this quote to put into perspective the fleeting nature of all the things we spend so much time worrying about. It goes like this, “I’ve lived through some terrible things in my life, some of which actually happened.”

N.43 The Tolstoy of the Zulus

In a 2013 essay in The Atlantic, Ta-Nehisi Coates writes of Saul Bellow’s question, “Who is the Tolstoy of the Zulus?” Analyzing Bellow’s question, Coates makes note of writer Ralph Wiley’s excellent response. “Tolstoy is the Tolstoy of the Zulus. Unless you find a profit in fencing off universal properties of mankind into exclusive tribal ownership.” 

It is good to see things the way Wiley does. Creations as the universal property of humankind.

N.42 “What If” Questions

I find this passage in my notebook.

“What if instead of anger, patience? What if instead of judgment, an attempt to understand? What if instead of hate, empathy? What if instead of war, discussion, negotiation and reasonable compromise?” 

The source of these words is unknown to me. I have searched and come up with nothing. I suppose it is possible that they are my own, but I honestly can’t remember. It does not matter. Whoever wrote it, I like the idea. What if in moments of weakness, when we wish to react negatively, our brain was trained to shut down the harmful reaction, and instead consider the opposite, positive alternative?

N.41 When You Are Happy, I Am Happiest

To observe you all in the kitchen making cupcakes today brought me such joy. For each of you to make your own flavors, each with a unique theme—Nature, Love and Smoothies—was impressive. My joy came not from the actual process itself, which was very messy, but from seeing each of you completely focused, energized and passionate about what you were doing. Taking pride in the activity. Fully invested in the outcome. The best was your giddiness and smiles. My joy came from your joy. As a parent, I realized that when you are happy, I am happiest. 

N.40 The Path To Creativity

Embrace music, languages, mathematics and reading. Wharton professor and author of Originals: How Non-Conformists Move the World, Adam Grant, referenced an interesting study, which showed that Nobel Prize winning scientists are twice as likely as their peers to play a musical instrument, seven times as likely to draw or paint, twelve times as likely to write fiction or poetry, and twenty-two times as likely to perform as dancers, actors or magicians.” 

N.39 A Quote From A Tarkovsky Film

In the opening scene of Andrei Tarkovsky’s film The Sacrifice the protagonist is shown planting a tree on a desolate coastline with the help of his young son. The man says to his son, “You know, sometimes I say to myself, if every single day, at exactly the same stroke of the clock, one were to perform the same single act, like a ritual, unchanging, systematic, every day at the same time, the world would be changed.” I played this scene back several times to make sure I wrote it down correctly, as the idea of dedicating yourself to a daily ritual seemed worth noting.

N.38 How We Choose to Spend Our Time

Time, no matter your age, is too precious to let pass without intention. You are the judge of how best to spend your days. Opinions of outside parties needn’t be of much concern. Your accomplishments — the love you share, the friendships you form, the work you do — will make the case for how well you have spent your time. No one else knows what touches your soul, what ignites your emotion. Sitting on a porch, in silence, gazing in wonder at your surroundings, may seem like unnecessary idleness or even laziness to others. However, if this sort of endeavor lifts your spirits, focuses your mind, brings perspective, as it does mine, then do it often, and without remorse. If walking is your thing, or running marathons, or climbing mountains, or making art or starting businesses, then do these things. No one is in complete control of their ultimate destiny. There are far too many variables that come into play. What we can control is how we spend the time afforded us.