(Note: I publish fiction on Sundays but this week, I have a heavy heart and want to say my piece)
an open letter to the truck driving guy in Aurora on Saturday
I know you wanted to be mean, and degrade us, but it just served to settle me into my desire to change directions.
In fact, I'd be happy to start a movement to change directions.
You honked at us for not turning right fast enough at a red light,
then roared past once we did, cutting us off at the entry to the
highway. The fact that you continuously gave us the middle finger while
we all waited to turn was icing on the cake. I sat looking at you
flipping us off, and noticed the big American flag decal on your window.
It made me wonder what you like about America? Doesn't seem to be the
people here. Or the laws of decency or grace.
Not peace, as you spread seeds of anger and discontent.
Your actions saved you nothing as you sat with us waiting for the
light to change. Then you roared ahead of other people, cutting in and
out causing others to slow down so as not to hit your truck. You left a
trail of people who felt disrespected and upset. All we could do was
avoid an accident with you, and stare at the American flag on your
What is it you do like about our land? America is it's people not
it's landmass. When I was growing up, pledging allegiance each school
morning, we loved it's Democratic principles, and human rights to self
govern, it's ingenuity and contributions to the world in research and
development. America's citizens reached out to other citizens of the
world in support. Integrity was important in it's citizens and leaders, remember Truman, the buck stops here?
When a strong nation is secure they help others to be so too. When a
person is strong inside, and has a sense of self, they have little to
prove by bullying others. They are too busy living a good life to try to
steal power from others. They don't waste their breath on defensiveness
or pretense at being the greatest, they get about the living of a
They do not need to step on others to go higher. They know
sowing the seeds of respect, creates a better world in which to live.
You were in a big truck, and were able to bully all the others on our
shared road but you looked small in that big truck. You did not uphold
America or it's values or citizens. You did nothing to make the world
better, you simply took what you wanted. On top of that you were angry
while doing it? All with the symbol I hold dear on your truck window.
Change direction please. And quickly before we all forget why we love each other.