In troubled times such as these, I could be a pessimist and not lose. Pessimists never do. Or, I could as I have tried to do, be cautious, aware, but ultimately optimistic. There’s a big chance I could lose in my optimism of things to come. However, I’m encouraged in it, because of the underlying essence of the unrest we are in. I’ll explain what I mean shortly. But first, let me share a story that one of our past presidents loved to tell. This President led us out of difficult times. To be sure we’ve had many. This particular one however, had a knack for telling stories that disarmed even his fiercest critics.
The Gipper – Ronald Reagan – our 40th President 
This particular story of his, was, in my view, The Gipper’s way of refocusing his troops. In that, when all they see is hardship, challenges and mayhem, he had them look for the good they can glean from dire situations.
The story…
“The joke concerns twin boys of five or six. Worried that the boys had developed extreme personalities – one was a total pessimist, the other a total optimist – their parents took them to a psychiatrist.”
“First the psychiatrist treated the pessimist. Trying to brighten his outlook, the psychiatrist took him to a room piled to the ceiling with brand-new toys. But instead of yelping with delight, the little boy burst into tears. ‘What’s the matter?’ the psychiatrist asked, baffled. ‘Don’t you want to play with any of the toys?’ ‘Yes,’ the little boy bawled, ‘but if I did I’d only break them.’”
“Next the psychiatrist treated the optimist. Trying to dampen his out look, the psychiatrist took him to a room piled to the ceiling with horse manure. But instead of wrinkling his nose in disgust, the optimist emitted just the yelp of delight the psychiatrist had been hoping to hear from his brother, the pessimist. Then he clambered to the top of the pile, dropped to his knees, and began gleefully digging out scoop after scoop with his bare hands. ‘What do you think you’re doing?’ the psychiatrist asked, just as baffled by the optimist as he had been by the pessimist. ‘With all this manure,’ the little boy replied, beaming, ‘there must be a pony in here somewhere!’” – excerpted from How Ronald Reagan Changed My Life by Peter Robinson
Now to my optimism and why I think there’s a pony in our future. The underlying essence that is there to see, in all that has transpired, is our collective value for life and justice. We locked down, rightly or wrongly, to save as many lives as we can from a novel virus that killed and continues to do so. We asked to be let go, and to let us continue with our lives, because we were willing to face danger, to again save our lives and of those we love, by providing for them, so nobody else has to.
Then, we were collectively angered, when we saw a man murdered by people sworn to protect lives. Not only were we angry, we also felt helpless and betrayed. That combination turned our anger into outrage! We lashed out! Some with words and screams and civil disobedience.
Sadly however, we also saw more senseless death and destruction. We forgot the advice we’ve been given ages ago, – never act in anger, more often than not, you’re bound to regret it. For sure there will be regrets. With the multiple crises we’ve gone through, it’s guaranteed. But, we will endure. We always do.
So, let’s not destroy our institutions. Instead, let’s strengthen them. We weed out the bad ones, as we do in any institution we erect to serve and protect us. But we also need to look inward. – To be circumspect. John Kennedy had that famous line about country and individual. My interpretation of it is not necessarily literal. I believe he was asking us to ask ourselves, how we can better our own lives and in turn further strengthen our country.
As a nation, we’ve had our fights. We were at blows. Blood was drawn. But first and foremost, we are Americans! We value life! We die for justice. Perfect, we are not. But we are still that beacon of hope, and I agree with The Gipper, – We are still That Shining City On A Hill.
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