How confusing it is these days to be an American. Our crisis of the week is the impending legislation designed to stop illegal immigration. You'd think any bi-partisan proposal to stem a problem twenty years in the making would be welcomed as a step forward. But it seems we're destined to evolve into a factional country where every little issue becomes a struggle of monumental political will.
Kennedy backs new immigration legislation
Duncan Hunter Opposes Immigration Deal
Conservatives won’t stand for the Bush-Kennedy immigration deal.
Too bad we're not more like our more civilized friends in Eurasia, where things are humming along smoothly. Uh, oh...
EU-Russian talks end in acrimony
"If the atmosphere at the post-summit news conference was anything to go by, the relationship has reached a new low, says the BBC's Rupert Wingfield-Hayes in Moscow."
Well, at least the Middle East is getting more civilized, thanks to the enlightening influence of the rest of the world...Oh, darn...
Israel continues Gaza air strikes
"At least seven Palestinians have been killed as Israel carried out four more air strikes in the Gaza Strip."
Three more Kassams fall on Sderot; one house directly hit
"At least 15 rockets hit the western Negev on Friday and three people in total were lightly wounded and many were treated for shock."
Thank God (or Krishna?) for the peaceful example of India, where live and let live is the rule...oops...
Blast hits historic Indian mosque
"At least five people have died and many others injured in an explosion at a historic mosque in the southern Indian city of Hyderabad."
On the wind I hear the voice of Solomon...
The words of the Teacher, son of David, king in Jerusalem:
says the Teacher.
Everything is meaningless."
What does man gain from all his labor
at which he toils under the sun?
Generations come and generations go,
but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises and the sun sets,
and hurries back to where it rises.
The wind blows to the south
and turns to the north;
round and round it goes,
ever returning on its course.
All streams flow into the sea,
yet the sea is never full.
To the place the streams come from,
there they return again.
All things are wearisome,
more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing,
nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again,
what has been done will be done again;
there is nothing new under the sun.
Is there anything of which one can say,
"Look! This is something new"?
It was here already, long ago;
it was here before our time.
There is no remembrance of men of old,
and even those who are yet to come
will not be remembered
by those who follow.
I, the Teacher, was king over Israel in Jerusalem. I devoted myself to study and to explore by wisdom all that is done under heaven. What a heavy burden God has laid on men! I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
What is twisted cannot be straightened;
what is lacking cannot be counted.
I thought to myself, "Look, I have grown and increased in wisdom more than anyone who has ruled over Jerusalem before me; I have experienced much of wisdom and knowledge." Then I applied myself to the understanding of wisdom, and also of madness and folly, but I learned that this, too, is a chasing after the wind.
For with much wisdom comes much sorrow;
the more knowledge, the more grief.
Seems like we've got all the wisdom the world can stand...
Sir Chuck, TGIF