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Day 533 – Letter to Mother Nature: We Are Sorry It Took So Long to Oust Pruitt. And Sorry For Who is Replacing Him, Too.

Day 533 – Letter to Mother Nature: We Are Sorry It Took So Long to Oust Pruitt. And Sorry For Who is Replacing Him, Too.

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Dear Mother Nature,

I’m sorry. You are the strongest, most amazing creation there is, and yet here we are, the most powerful nation residing within you and we seem hell-bent on destroying you. We ignore your warnings, we disregard your needs, we snub your actions. I’m sorry.

I can only imagine that you were thrilled upon the announcement of Scott Pruitt’s resignation yesterday. I certainly let out a “finally!” upon reading the headline (similar to the single word “Good” stated by the Citizens for Responsibility and Ethics in Washington). His willingness to reduce emissions standards or water pollution regulations is absolutely horrifying.  Yet there he stood, an appointed official for the United States government. Unbelievable, and I’m sorry.

A man so engrossed in scandal after scandal had no right holding a position to protect and support the most important force there is. What frustrates me about humanity though is that we love a scandal. We pay much closer attention to what is bright and shiny and outrageous; so many of us were so preoccupied with Pruitt’s love of luxury lotion and phone booths and tactical pants we stopped watching just what he was trying to do to you, the land we need and the air we breathe. It is sacrilege, and for that, I’m sorry.

But Pruitt’s gone now, right? We can move onto a more qualified person who understands and respects just how great yet fragile you are. Yet the tweet of Pruitt’s exit (ridiculous in and of itself) also included the replacement’s name: Andrew Wheeler.

Mother Nature, again, I’m sorry.

This replacement is said to be virtually identical in position and purpose as his predecessor. With his love of the coal industry, the outlook is bleak for positive change. However, I try to find the good in any difficulty and my hope is that the press will stay with Wheeler and the EPA and report his (albeit damaging) work with the environment. What is truly happening. What he is looking to eradicate. What damage he is causing. This therefore means the public will not have a shiny scandal to distract us; we can see his interests and fight against them. We will save you.

Again, I am sorry that the US is not looking out for you. My only solace is that the people set to destroy you are temporary. They are not long for these positions and we – including you – will once again win.

Until then, I am truly sorry…

Sincerely,

Letters2Trump

 

 

Day 531 – Letter to America: Happy 4th of July?

Day 531 – Letter to America: Happy 4th of July?

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Dear America,

It’s not easy to write a letter for the Fourth of July in 2018. There doesn’t seem to be much to be proud of about our country right now, and the things that appall us now only underline what has always been appalling about us. We are a country that separates children from their families, and we have always been a country that separates children from their families. We are a country where, despite language in our founding documents saying otherwise, human rights hang on a thread and are easily stripped, and we have always been that.

But we are, in small, yet measurable, ways better than we were. What halting progress we have made is because patriots saw the flaws in their country, organized, and pushed to make it better. They saw the potential in our system of government and our unattained ideals to be something great.

This is where we are today. We honor our country by seeing where it falls short and setting our expectations high. Instead of pretending we are the greatest in the world, we acknowledge our faults and strive to do better.

Get organized. Keep fighting. We’re in this for the long haul, but we’re in it together.

Sincerely,

Letters2Trump

Day 529 – Letter to Canada: A Short Letter on Tariffs. Sigh.

Day 529 – Letter to Canada: A Short Letter on Tariffs. Sigh.

Dear Canada,

We get it. We have no idea what our president expected. We have no idea why your tariffs on our products should be a shock to anyone.

We are kind of jealous that you have Justin Trudeau.

We hope that pressure from our allies (remember what that word means, Donny T?) will maybe have some impact on the decisions he is making. He does sometimes cave to enormous pressure.

And we wish we were #TrumpFree, too.

Sincerely,

Letters2Trump.

Day 528 – Letter to the American People: A Parable of Two Boy Scouts. And a Guy With A Lizard.

Day 528 – Letter to the American People: A Parable of Two Boy Scouts. And a Guy With A Lizard.

Dear friends,

This is a true story.

Two Boy Scouts, both third graders, were volunteering at a park cleanup event. They were weeding the gardens and planting flowers and discussing the many Pokemon players wandering throughout the park. One of the people who caught their attention was a man, in his mid-twenties, with a foot-long lizard clinging to his shirt.

The boys were enthralled.

“Did you see that guy?” they whispered. “See his lizard? Check out that guy with the lizard! I wonder why he’s got a lizard with him in the park!”

One of the boys, the long-haired one, said, “Let’s go check it out! I wanna ask him about the lizard!”

A second boy shook his head adamantly. “No,” he stage-whispered. “No, we can’t go bother him. He’ll get mad. He doesn’t want to be bothered by us.” The rest of the troop held back. No one was willing to take the lead.

The long-haired boy responded, “But the guy literally has a lizard on his shirt. He is walking around the park with a giant lizard. He knows people are going to see him and want to ask questions. He wouldn’t be playing Pokemon with a lizard on his shirt in the park if he didn’t want to be noticed.”

And so the long-haired boy led the way. He went up to the lizard guy. The rest of the troop followed. “Excuse me, sir,” the long-haired boy said, “but can we see your lizard?”

The man smiled. He said, “Sure!” And he proceeded to let the boys pet the lizard while he told them all about it. The boys spent 10 minutes with the lizard guy, learning all about lizards and how to train them and feed them and hold them and exercise them.

When the boys came back to the gardening, they were chattering non-stop about the lizard guy and his lizard. “So cool!” they said. “His lizard’s name is Toothless!”

And an hour later, when they exclaimed that they had found a snake, the lizard guy overheard them. He came back over, helped them pick up the snake, and gave them another 10 minute education on garter snakes and their markings, their mating habits, their lifecycles, and how to help preserve their habitats.

This is a story about two boys, both Boy Scouts, with vastly different world views. How did they grow up to the wise old age of 9 with such different ways to function in the world? The long-haired boy is from a liberal family, raised without organized religion. The other boy is from a very conservative family, raised with strict adherence to religion. But both boys are white, middle class, with highly educated parents. Both boys have been raised with a strict moral code. Both boys have the world at their fingertips, and only need to ask.

Yet, this second boy, the conservative one, has been raised to fear. Fear the stranger. Fear the conversation. Fear the unknown. And his fear has caused him to misread situations and sense danger when none exists. He saw the lizard guy as a potential threat to be avoided. The long-haired boy, curious about everything and raised to see people as generally good and full of knowledge and experience, saw the lizard guy as an ally. An opportunity. A guy just walking his lizard, playing Pokemon in the park on a beautiful summer day.

The parable of the two Boy Scouts should give us pause.

How do we see the world? How do we see others? How do we approach them? When and why do we fear? What can we do to overcome this? And how are we raising our children?

If we live in fear of the unknown, we begin to see each other as dangerous. We avoid conversations. We avoid interactions. We live in our bubble of fear. And because of this, we will never meet the lizard guy and his lizard, Toothless. We will never learn about the garter snake and how they have babies and what they eat for lunch. We will never take the risk to talk to a stranger in the park and learn about his passions.

And we will live our lives shortchanging our own experiences.

Creating our own filter bubbles.

Isolated.

Afraid of the unknown.

Just think about what our lives—and our country—could be like, if we all took the opportunity and made friends with the lizard guy?

Sincerely,

Sharon Murchie

And Letters2Trump

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