DO something

You think I’d know by now, but apparently I am not so easily taught.  I didn’t get my full hours of sleep last night and I had to be up terribly early (before 8 am people – not a word ‘chirpie’ morning folk!)  and, I had an actual schedule to which I needed to adhere today.  UGH, I am STILL not sure that I’m fully functioning and it’s now 4pm. 

That being said I have been thinking today about Facebook.  Probably because I spent an inordinate amount of time ‘working’ there.  More often than not, Facebook is an instrument of distraction and the playground of the inane.  Usually I’m ok with that.  I like “snarky cards” or whatever you call them  and “jib jabs” and watching deer being fed from your back porch.  (They make me smile and wonder why I’m friends with you all at the same time. LOL)  But, all of those funnies aside, I am noticing more and more that some of us are truly finding our voice on social media.  We finally feel like we can speak out and be heard.   We can climb our mountain top and scream to the world our frustration and horror at the lack of justice surrounding us.  I think this is a great thing.  A wonderful way to make known the atrocities that people attempt to hide in the darkness; a way to mobilize community and demand change.  Here, here!  My only concern is this, that in the midst of wave after wave after wave of failing humanity will the end game be that we become so desensitized to the evil, so overcome with frustration, that we just turn away and no longer cry for justice?  And one more question, for every share and like and tsunami of words that are spewed as comments under such posts do you actually physically DO something?  Do you call a senator or a congressman?  Do you write a letter or sign a petition?  Do you DO anything?  After all, what is outrage without action?  It is nothing, absolutely nothing. 

Like you, I will continue to like and share and rant and rave and even spread the cuteness of the tiger striped kitten riding a great dane because, yeah, it’s cute and we all need a smile.  But here is what I am determined to do, and what I challenge you to do – when you see a great injustice, DO something.  No matter how small.  A million people laying one brick will eventually make something worth the walk. 

Let me know what you decide to DO this week.  I’ll be waiting.  And remember, a smile is not too small and a hospital wing is just a drop in the bucket.