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I have spent this holiday season doing a great deal of reflecting. I lost my Mother-in-law at the beginning of December, she was 88. Shortly after the Today Show ran the story covering the beating of Mrs. Vinge, she is in her 70's. My MIL was the last of the parents for my wife and I, Mrs. Vinge reminds me a great deal of her. These two events caused me to pause and take a look around at my life and I seem to have found myself in a funk. Hard and fast... wondering why should I scream.
Does it matter that I am but one man with impacts equal to that of a single ant in the great forest.
Tell me why do any of us put out the energy--when we rarely, if ever, see the result.
Why scream, why? We've screamed for years and the world has muted our voices.
Why?
No matter how often or loudly I bang the drum the rhythms are seemingly absorbed by the world. Why must I keep banging?
Why?
Because that is what I believe.
I wish the readers of "SCREAMING at the TV!", all of those who may be impacted by the bass notes from the beating of the drum, a peaceful and healthy new year.
You have been given a voice, use it. Go out and SCREAM! about something you care about.
