It occurs to me the difference between my childhood and that of my great grandchildren is an aching chasm. Let me explain.
The entertainment of cartoons like I had, with the Flintstones being one of my favorite programs, were designed to make us laugh at ourselves and life. Fred and Wilma came on just before we went home across the street from the sitters place. They had a TV and we didn’t, and Dino was my secret crush. Silly I know, because he was a baby dinosaur, but we couldn’t have pets because we were so young, and both our parents worked. Overlapping shifts at that. We knew we were loved, by family and community.
Now we have Barney. Ironically the same type of dinosaur Dino was way back when, who was black and white before the Flintstones were colorized. Yes, I was a kid before color TV was common. I watched the original Star Trek in black and white. But back to Barney and his annoying jingle and his glaring purple and neon green costume. How sad that we need a children’s show to reassure our little one’s they are loved, and they have a family.
Such a startling difference in the two characters, similar in appearance but so at odds with each other as to purpose. And sad that it should ever have come to be this way. When a hug is considered inappropriate when given by a human in a position of authority, so we need to substitute a costumed reptile to be a surrogate for the comfort of a caring touch.
When fear of what might happen and inability to trust in good, have kept us from experiencing the wonderful closeness and caring of a tight knit community raising their children together, life becomes one long night of nebulous anxiety.
Yes bad exists, but when have we gone too far to protect ourselves from the might happens? Suspicion of motives and what agenda is behind every gesture has destroyed our ability to trust and enjoy the comfort of extended communities and safety is now an illusion.
Man, this has turned out to be a dark rant. You might think things are pretty hopeless.
Counter this by offering your friendship to those around you. Your neighbors, your coworkers, and the lost child in the mall will all benefit from a smile and a freely given act of help or kindness. Let’s start building trust and love in our communities again, so we don’t have to turn on a screen, and let Barney teach our kids they are loved.
Build those small pools of love and safety, and eventually we will have strong communities everywhere. And Evil will fear to raise its ugly head, as we will turn the table and live in the light once more.