A Carol to Sing

marley'sghostThis is a cautionary tale, and starts with our character in a seemingly hopeless situation, but I’m hopeful about the odds of redemption for our character, in the end.

Stave 1:

“Business!” cried the Ghost, wringing its hands again. “Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence, were, all, my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!”

The ghosts of the past condemn us now, the memories of the promise of freedom.  The ghost of what might be looks upon grave conditions.  We got tired on the way toward “a more perfect union”.  Generations forgot the struggles of their ancestors, storytelling that passed down values were replaced with “binge-able” entertainment served up endlessly with machined precision to exploit personal preference.  We got more than disillusioned; we got distracted.   Made thirsty by endless streams of our choosing, like the waters of Narcissus, we take in evermore.  The sheer impossibility of chasing perfection is not for the short attentions Appreniticed by millionaires and billionaires who surround us on screens with the seven deadlies, and wrap us in want like babes in blankets, uninterrupted on all channels, with promises that their lives of unrelenting greed are much better than ours, and that maybe, if we are lucky, the work of our little lives can be digested to feed their endless appetite.  We got tired of the pursuit of what is right, and held up high instead the personification of the unfettered monstrousness of our own naked lust, intolerance, and greed.  We voted it in.

And now,  as it begins to feed on the poor to decrease the surplus population, the squeezing, wrenching, (grabbing), scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner delivering on the destruction promised (1,2,3), there is some regret rippling through our democracy, and questions of how to get back.

To redeem our character we will be visited by three spirits.  The first one will come when I write it…

Okay, I have summoned The First of Three Spirits!





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3 responses to “A Carol to Sing

  1. Jennifer Lewis

    Jeff, you have the uncommon, amazing ability to express such a full, and eloquent, understanding of our current state of affairs and yet to remain sincerely optimistic. I’m going to follow your lead until the time comes when I can lead myself. Jen

  2. Pingback: Stave 2: The First of Three Spirits | by Jeff Tuttle

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