The signs got me thinking. They all ask for our vote to represent them. But when they gain the seat how many of them represent us, or is it the large corporations or whoever feeds them the richest fertilizer?
You know, especially on a local level, I believe that most candidates mean what they say. They want what is best for the town, county or state. Then something happens. I guess at times it is reality, the need for approval or to belong. It is tough being a good politician. What is a good politician? Is it someone who represents the majority of the people and the best for a community? Then again, do they really know what is best for the group they represent, the environment that surrounds them, the consequences of their decisions? One decision usually leads to unforeseen results, unexpected outcomes. Life is not simple and it is no simple matter to predict future aftermaths of a present decision.
So as I drive by the signs sprouting up amidst the dandelions and the fresh, spring, green lawns, I can only wish those running for office will manage somehow, someway to cling to honesty and values that really represent what is in the best interests of those they are asking to elect them to an office. My wish is that they will listen deeply to all sides and in the end, thoughtfully and carefully make decisions that are not only for the present, but will carry on for the hope of future generations.
Dandelions will sprout among the grass. Those who use chemicals may rid their grass of weeds, but what are the consequence to the birds, bees and other insects? The poisoned worms are eaten by the robins. Do politicians look to getting rid of "the weeds" or do they see the long-term consequences for the rest of humanity? Food for thought.
No comments:
Post a Comment