I've been sitting here thinking about how I could talk about the events in Tucson without sounding like some sort of blowhard or crazy. It's something that I have strong feelings about and as much as I'd like to sit here and do a little four score and seven years ago about Sarah Palin and Sharron Angle further dividing the culture with their hateful speech and insidious rhetoric forcing people to feel like they have to defend themselves and their beliefs, I can't. Not because I physically can't because it's my blog and I'll say what I want. I just conscientiously cannot.
Even up until last night I was willing to shred the world and further add to the division but I instead would rather light a candle then curse our darkness. I instead will use this blog to be the rising tide that lifts all boats. It's not because I'm a bleeding heart liberal like my friends on the right would like to say.Instead it's because something has happened to make me feel different about this even if its just for a day. Being the idiot that I am, I lost my wallet in the middle of downtown Minneapolis last night. I didn't know it was gone for an hour or so and by the time I retraced my steps it was gone. History, Finito,Goodbye Charlie. Losing your wallet is the easily the shittiest feeling in the world. Your life is lost in the ether somewhere. Somewhere in the universe, somebody was enjoying my driver's license and bank card and Kwik Trip punch card and laughing at my driver's license photo which shows an overweight man with no neck.
I went home crestfallen and angry at myself. I wanted to just crawl in a hole somewhere and I did. In bed by 1am which was a new record for me when all of sudden at 7am my phone rang and it may have been the sweetest voice outside my friend Howse's voice saying to me "Tim Anderson please......" My groggy response"Yeah". This is Mesha and I found your wallet and since I work at your bank I was able to get your number." I did that thing that Jeff Bridges does in Lebowski after getting his car back. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iApz08Bh53w
I felt like my confidence in my fellow man to the right thing had been restored and for a moment I thought I don't care who she is or how old she is or if she looks like "Precious" or not, I should marry her!!! I thought better considering it probably wouldn't be worth it to her. Might make her never wanna do a good deed for someone ever again. So The wallet is back with me and I'll call it serendipity!
Now What does this have to do with Tuscon? Nothing really except that the ability to do good and help others still manifests itself in our divided society. If we are ever gonna get back on track in the civility department, we need to take a page out of my new friend Mesha's book and just do something because it's the right thing to do. She wanted nothing from me, Saying my thanks was enough and I went on my way. It's like the great philosopher Red Green says "Remember I'm pulling for you and we're all in this together." Preach on
Keep your stick on the ice
Tim
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