I say we need to take this pandemic
seriously if we don't want to see more unnecessary suffering. We need
to wear masks, close bars and theatres and keep a distance wherever
we go, whatever we do. Over a million have already died of Covid, the
hospitals are filling up again. I've seen it on Facebook, someone
mentioned it, a doctor talked about it. There will be dark times
ahead unless we do as we're told. I'm right, I know I am.
And you're wrong!
You say we need to wake up and realize
that this is no accident but a plandemic. We should refuse to wear
masks, keep bars and theatres open and hug as much as we can, because
there's no place for fear in the presence of love. Millions have
died? You say you don't know a single one. Hospitals are filling up
because it's winter, they always fill up in winter, and the numbers
are made up anyway. You've seen it, on Facebook, someone mentioned
it, a doctor talked about it. There will be dark times ahead unless
we stop doing as we're told. You're right, you know you are.
And that means I'm wrong!
We could do the same exercise with many
other subjects. At some point, however, we have to ask ourselves if
we really want to continue arguing and fighting, desperately trying
to convince those on the other side that we are right and they are
wrong. An endless struggle, causing more division and leading to the
same grim place all these stubborn struggles have led to in the past:
war.
Perhaps we're both right? And both
wrong. In the battle between A and B, is there an option C?
Admittedly, it isn't easy considering
we might be wrong, even it's only half wrong. I've just published a
new book, a story about an old woman facing the escalating climate
crisis. I'm totally convinced that we're headed towards a terrible
future if we don‘t change our unsustainable habits as soon as
possible. And with 'as soon as possible' I mean within the next 5 to
10 years – massive changes, much bigger than those we were forced
to endure during the lockdowns of 2020. I know I'm right. But – and
this is stated in the book as well – there is the theoretical
chance that I'm wrong. Would it change the message of the book? No.
But it would mean I'd have to admit I wasn't completely right.
Now, there are certain things that are
excluded from the 'who's right, who's wrong' game. Racism for
example. If you're a racist, you're an arsehole, period. There's
absolutely no justification for discriminating other human beings
just because they look different. Same goes for praying to a
different god or loving in a different way.
But what about everything else? Isn't
there an option C we can all agree on, some common ground? Here are a
few suggestions:
* we all want functioning hospitals
* nobody wants to die alone
* fear – of a virus or of losing
freedom – isn't a pleasant emotion
* we produce far too much pollution
* sustainable living is totally
possible
* this planet is our home, and we
only have one home
* no president will solve all
problems
* billionaires could solve lots of
problems
* poverty is causing too many
problems
* having no food sucks
* wasting food sucks
* toxic food sucks
* we love trees
* we love sunsets
* we love the feeling of helping
others
If we agreed on some common ground, the
chances of having constructive and respectful discussions rather than
destructive and hateful disputes would be much higher. Let's face it:
We're in desperate need of peace and health and a little bit of
sanity. We need to stop being selfish and start seeing the beauty of
life, embrace the chances we are given, become happy as one global
community, with all the different flags and lots of love for another.
I know, it probably ain't gonna happen.
But it's a good idea, right?
www.clausmikosch.com
New book: FRIDAYS FOR FRIDA (in German; out in English in spring 2021)