Category: Social Issues - trish hermanson

We Got Trapped in the Covid Maze

10/15/2021

Question: how many of Snow White’s seven dwarfs visited Duane and me these past two weeks when we were trapped in the Covid maze?
     Answer: All seven. Between us, we received visits from Sleepy, Dopey, Sneezy, and Grumpy (sorry, honey). We were in touch with a Doc, and we had to be Bashful - required to quarantine at home. Oh yeah, I didn’t mention the seventh dwarf, Happy. He visited when friends and family texted, called, and left food at the door - wonderful!
     It could have been so much worse. Our names could have been added to the list of the more than 700,000 who have died from Covid in the U.S. Each death is a loss, someone missing from the dinner table. However, we were both vaccinated, so our symptoms were lessened.
     If you haven’t been vaccinated, I encourage you to do so. We know of one man whose vaccination was scheduled in four days, but he contracted Covid and died - a tragic end to his life, a traumatic grief for his family.
It doesn’t have to be that. Please don’t wait.

September 07th, 2021

9/7/2021

I knew Patti growing up - same little town, same little church - until time and geography separated us. Then I read that she’d become Dr. Patti Giebink, Planned Parenthood abortion provider, wearing a bullet-proof vest and carrying an S&W 357 Magnum for security. By providing abortions, she wanted to protect women from back-alley procedures.
     But Patti’s done an about-face. Today she regrets providing abortions. Why? Partly because she says the cultural and medical landscapes have changed, and partly because “we’re left with one final thing to reconcile: Life, no matter how small, deserves protection.”
     But what if Roe v. Wade is overturned? Could we end up with back-alley abortions again? Patti doesn’t think so. In her compelling new book “Unexpected Choice,” she says, “…we are not in those times anymore - socially or technologically.” She believes the stigma of being an unwed mother is gone. “If anything, it shows admirable strength and fortitude to take on single motherhood.” She points out that the majority of pregnant women in America today are unmarried and in monogamous relationships, not considering nuptials necessary.
     “Abortion is not the panacea we originally thought it was,” she says. “There are no longer any noble reasons for resorting to it. And we now recognize the risks and residual effects that abortion creates.”
     So instead of arguing over “rights,” perhaps it’s time to extend compassion to those who are considering abortion or who have had abortions.
     We’re in “a new dawn,” Patti says. Times have changed.
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  Patti Giebink’s remarkable journey, “Unexpected Choice,” is available here.

Why Didn't I Listen to the Lorax?

9/3/2021

Five decades ago a prophet name Lorax
foretold the future from the heart of his thorax.
He warned about greed in harvesting trees
and smog and pollution and coughs and a sneeze.
Now fifty years later we’re fighting the fires
and storms and mud slides that make our lives dire.
We’re mopping our brows from heat that consumes us
and wondering if all of this climate will doom us.
So why didn’t I listen to the Lorax back then?
What did he say to which I could attend?
I go to the words of the Lorax and Seuss
and hope that my brain will not be obtuse:
“UNLESS someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
nothing is going to get better. It’s not.”
So what can I do from my home and my scene
to make this world better, more green and more clean?
It’s really not all that terribly confusing.
Turn off lights when not using, drive less - no excusing.
Recycle, repurpose, be water-use wise,
then my carbon footprint might decrease by one size.
I’m only one person, that’s true of you, too.
But get us together, we’re a human zoo
of people who dare to care for this space
and take it back now from how it’s disgraced.
We’ve got a great calling, it’s big and it’s great
to care for God’s Earth - let’s not wait!

Does Character Matter Anymore?

1/7/2021

Remember when character mattered?
     When doing what was right was more important than getting our own way? When truth was valued more than holding onto a fabrication of what we want?
     I miss those days when Washington and Lincoln were our heroes. They weren’t perfect, but their ethics embodied what made our civilization “civil.”
     We’ve lost that.
     Instead, today we fall into idolizing political, sports, and entertainment figures for their fame, and simply snicker when they’re loudmouthed, brash, or bullying. We normalize their behavior, even when it’s not above that of two-year-olds. No matter where we land on the political spectrum, we may even justify that rioting and looting are free speech when they promote our agenda.
We pay for this.
     So do our kids, who observe that swagger is more important than character - why bother to be nice when you can be powerful?    I fear we’ve opened Pandora’s box, cursing ourselves and our culture with a lack of respect that will lead to our downfall.
     Does character still matter? Do words matter? What about integrity? Honesty? A grasp of right and wrong? I think so, and hope we’ll each take a close look in the mirror and make a conscious ethical about-face wherever we need to.
  Otherwise we’re doomed.

What Kind of Pumpkin Are You?

10/30/2020

My granddaughter Maggie’s jack-o’-lantern reminds me of a song about pumpkins in a field that feared to be carved and illuminated. They claimed it was safer to stay put and simply die on the vine. But a lone voice among them responded that here was their opportunity to light up the darkness.
     So what kind of pumpkin am I going to be during this time of national unrest? One that gives in to the gloom, or a jack-o-lantern spreading light? No matter who wins in the elections, am I willing to shine in the shadows of dissent around me? Will I be a peacemaker, glowing in the dimness of discord that spreads through vicious speech and writing? Dare I to be a flare of hope?
     Peter Mayer sings about this struggle of pumpkins in “John’s Garden” here.