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Letter to the editor

Junior

Published: Friday, November 9, 2012

Updated: Thursday, November 8, 2012 15:11

     I have long known that I do not live in the most tolerant of decades.


     These are times of distrust; we eye our neighbors at home and across the seas with closed minds and fists.


     We speak before we listen and close our ears when we are stifled. We raise our chins to authority.


     We are surrounded by this brand of exceptionalism that was taught by our forbearers and swallowed by our generation.


     We are given to the idea that everyone should see as we see and hear as we hear.

Very rarely is this the case.


     Even on a campus as small as this there are variances in opinion.


     Variances are good; it is variety that allows us to grow, to develop. Our differences in opinion are what make us human, they are part of what separates us from the thousands of other species that we share our planet with.


     Another big part of that separation is our collective history- recorded and non.


     No other known species has a written history such as ours.


     We have beliefs and traditions that span the millennia.


     We celebrate holidays with roots far older than the young Christian faith.


     Even today many of the Christian holidays celebrated the world over have far older, pagan roots.


     Christmas is only celebrated at the end of the year to align with the winter solstice.

Easter marks the advent of spring.


     Halloween, mentioned in a previous week’s column, has pagan roots.


     The holiday has had many evolutions since its origin with the ancient Celts.


     The most constant tradition throughout seems to be that it celebrates a night when the line between the living and the spirits is blurred.


     Though really the holiday is so commercialized that it seems hardly  worth mentioning.

These are desperate times.


     Our nation is in turmoil, our schools are being taxed into oblivion.


     There are children starving on our doorsteps or having babies of their own before they come into adulthood.

     There are plenty of topics far more meaningful that one could waste print ink on.


     For the love of all that is good in the world, why would you decide that a candygram holiday was more important?
 

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