Folks, if you don’t read another blog post today, take the time to read this one.
BTW? Vexed is my new word of the week. It describes so much of what I’m dealing with, what I’m going through, and how I feel.
I’ve been looking for a word which would describe all of my emotion, my state of being, both physical and emotional and this is it.
The blogger is right about what he says too.
I am vexed…
It’s a word you don’t hear much, now. Old English, I believe. It describes an agitated state of mind – and possibly body – when something nagging can’t be solved.
What I’m vexed about is the entrenchment of nationalistic opinion across the world, in the face of much more important issues – like the world’s climate problems and the undermining of democracy as a new type of war carried out by authoritarian regimes.
I’m vexed because I think I’ve seen beneath this to the psychological mechanics of something that has the potential to kill the world.
In Britain, with Brexit, we are marching, like lemmings, towards a clifftop that will bring chaos and self-inflicted harm to not only this generation of voters, but our children and their children. They will look back at the devastation and ask why somebody didn’t do something to avert it.
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