The Grass Is Blue

I keep using this path.


try to learn something everyday. Sometimes I don’t. Mostly I do. Luckily. I also think that I can read. I also try to read beyond the headline. And, think. Just a little bit.

Today I was scrolling through my Facebook feed. I know, I know, that’s courting disaster. I came to a story that the local paper published about a hundred year law that banned students from playing music in school.

The city and schools are trying to overturn it even though it’s been ignored for years. As one administrator put it, I’m glad that the students didn’t listen. She caught herself and added just this one time.

Give them an inch and they’ll take a mile. Sheesh. I do.

Here come the comments. Everyone of the posters attacked the schools and city for trying to stop music in the city where jazz was born at a time when violence is at an all time high. Didn’t they have anything better to do?


I don’t usually reply to this nonsense, but I couldn’t help myself. I told them to read the story. Then comment.

I left Facebook for today.

I have no idea what the replies were. Obviously, nobody read anything more than the headline.

And, that’s the problem.

That’s America today. Everybody talks and nobody listens. There is nothing but noise and no signal. Everybody is siloed into their own beliefs without out ever listening to anyone else with a differing opinion.

And, that’s another problem.

Eventually this has to change.

Don’t you think?



2 responses to “The Grass Is Blue”

  1. Debra Avatar

    I have that question on my mind so often these days, Ray. I hope I live long enough to see the change. Not looking very hopeful, but I just had a birthday. Maybe my kids will see it!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Ray Laskowitz Avatar

    All I can do is watch my six and keep moving forward.


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