A SEASON OF LESSONS
Autumn this year isn’t exactly what the poet John Keats described as : “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,/Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun . . “. But it does, I think, provide a good metaphor for looking at the world in what one global affairs writer characterised as “the most dangerous period internationally since the end of the Cold War.”.
As in the wider world, on lakes like the one where I am now, autumn is a time for decisions and actions that cannot be put off, and carry serious repercussions if they’re made without care and consideration.
For birds like the great blue heron, the window between lilting off to move away from an intruding kayaker and having to set off on a perilous migration south for the coming winter is rapidly narrowing.
For those who live where the bird will go, the time to choose between turning their backs on the reality of voting for a discordant narcissist who blatantly offers them dictatorship over a coherent candidate with policies based on democratic rule and policies intended for the greater good, is approaching tipping point.
Here on the lake, autumn decisions are more mundane in the grand scheme of things than those of the heron, or American voters, but no less obligatory.
Docks must be pulled onto shore to keep them safe from ice that can get as thick as a meter.
When spring comes, it recedes from the shore like a polar ice sheet, strong enough to crush and drag even docks anchored by four and more 50 kilogram cement blocks. Global warming is changing that, but in spite of the extra effort it requires, the prudent haul them high enough on shore to cope with the way things used to be.
In what pessimists see as proof of climate change and optimists regard as the immutable cycles of Nature, this year the most glorious element of autumn isn’t what it has been for the past few seasons.
The changing leaves are more pastel than the vibrant palette we hope for, but let them soak into your soul for a bit, and you’ll find they are no less beautiful,
There’s a lesson in that for the antagonists in the Middle East ‚who see “total victory” on their terms as the only acceptable way to change the status quo from hair-trigger tensions that change into bloodshed and destruction on a schedule less fixed, but no less perpetual than the leaves.
THE LINES ARE CLEAR
Lines etched on rocks over millennia mark how much higher the water has been when the spring rains come and the ice melts.
The levels are subject to both the vagaries of the weather and how much water is released through a system of dams that regulate the flow from the top of the water chain where this lake is, to share the bounty with those who live further downstream.
Even though the system, known as the Trent-Severn Waterway, was started almost 200 years ago, the exact amount of drawdown can’t be precisely predicted in advance and must be done with care, to avoid damage along the waterway that eventually empties into the Atlantic Ocean.
Compare that to the destruction if nuclear arms “red lines” are breached. And yet, the annual assessment of the Stockholm International Peace Research Institute (SIPRI) concluded that “…the number and types of nuclear weapons in development have increased as states deepen their reliance on nuclear deterrence.”
The line “We don’t want the smoking gun to be a mushroom cloud”,used by then Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice to help launch Gulf War II ‚turned out to be apocryphal (which she surely must have known it was), but it is relevant today.
Autumn days here are, thankfully, often clear and cloudless.
As I paddled north the other day, I caught a faint whiff of wood smoke in the air.
It turned out to be rising from a cottage hidden in the trees. A resident who, like me, wants to wait until autumn ends before forsaking the lake for the winter, had lit a fire in anticipation of the temperature drooping closer to freezing as the sun began to sink below the treeline.
Prudence and anticipation providing comfort…another lesson autumn has for those who pay attention, and embrace change.Comments are welcomed. Click CONTACT on the site header.
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8 thoughts on “A SEASON OF LESSONS”
I like your characterization of the two distinct choices in candidate that the US electors currently face. What I cannot fathom is why Republicans think that Donald Trump is ‘their’ man when he clearly is as you describe. Or their inability to vote differently than they always have even when it means the possible extinction of their democracy. I would love to understand this phenomenon.
It’s a phenomenon that defies description, and I expect challenges if not baffles the most learned of psycho…soci and any other “:ologists:“you can conjure up. The only even vaguely plausible explanation I ever seen is that having made a choice, many people are unable to change their mind because it would mean admitting they’d made a mistake,
Maybe they’ll admit it just to themselves, in the privacy of the voting box?
One can but hope.…
Perhaps it is that the majority can’t deal with ambiguity — these times certainly are — somehow
they seem to feel better, or ‘safer’ gathering behind a ‘prescriptive’ type, whatever political leaning that entails?
i think one prolem is people not paing enough attention to anything longer than whatever a Tweet is called now.
a belated thank you to perch readers who responded to my question about the state of
American democracy…thank you allen for your
assistance…
the answers from perch people coupled with
replies from others asked to participate indicate
a diminished and diminishing view of America’s grand experiment with democracy…
i guess the simplest explanation of the poll
is that we are gravely wounded and close to
being on life support…
the big issues here are the economy and immigration, trailing are abortion rights and the
threat to democracy…
for trump, a crude entertainer, and harris, a joyous enabler,
these issues tilt toward trump and his crowd
more than to harris supporters…
this election will be decided by 6/7/8 states in
the electoral college(majority doesn’t necessarily rule) in this republic…
a further breakdown indicates the winner
will come from tallies of the urban and rural
votes…harris leads in most urban centers with
trump is comfortably ahead in the rural areas…
urban residents tend to be better educated and
the rural electorate is totally concerned with
wages, grocery costs, job opportunities, and
housing prices all of which trump says he can
fix…just as he can fix everything from the wars
in ukraine and gaza while prosecuting a homeland war against “the enemies within”…
i get this divide…i live in a sprawling county
with an urban center smack in the middle and
home to one of the country’s best public
universities…however for the first time registered republicans outnumber registered democrats…trump’s “I can make your lives
better” tour resonates in these rural areas…this
is just a small example of a divided nation…i am
obviously a “yellow dog”(fully afixed) democrat
who is increasingly apprehensive about the
two-weeks-to-go election…neither candidate
has a solution to all the nation’s woes but only
one will protect the underpinnings of a system that will best address our ailments…
and that’s more than enough from me…
cheers all…
Depressing. One can but hope.…what I don’t get is why Harris doesn’t hammer home that Trump didn’t fix anyything hr said he would so why believe him now