Real-World Problems
Putin Just Poured Ketchup in YOUR Coffee
What are we going to do about it?
You sit at a beautiful sidewalk cafe, sipping a cup of joe. It’s not a perfect brew, but it’s pretty good. As you look out on a sunny morning in this peaceful village, you are enjoying the shit out of it.
Life is good. But there’s a bully who cares nothing for your coffee, or for anyone but his wealth and power.
The jerk pulls up at the curb in a limo, right in front of the cafe. You can see his smirk. Arrogance emanates from the menacing douchenozzle.
He has been eyeing up the cafe, and he wants it. It used to belong in his family, but since then it has changed hands legally. He doesn’t care.
He tells his toughs to get in there and depose the manager.
One of his henchmen steps over the little fence around the sidewalk tables, carelessly kicking over a flower planter. It smashes on the hard cobbled surface with a loud crash.
The waitress comes running out of the coffee shop with a panicked look. The bully pulls a Glock and shoots her in the face without hesitation.
Another waitress picks up her phone to call the police. He shoots the phone right out of her hand.
He’s just following orders.
Then he turns to you, sitting there at that silly little table. The goon punches you in the face and takes your coffee. He strides back across the little railing to the street and holds the mug beside the limo window.
The smirking jerk reaches out of the window with a bottle of ketchup and squeezes a mighty dollop of liquid ketchup love in the cup. He daintily inserts a silver spoon in the cup and gives it a hearty swirl. Then the tyrant closes the window.
His tough brings the coffee back to the table and places it in front of you. Then he enters the cafe, gun drawn and shoots a few random customers who get in his way or make any noise.
You look at the mug. Reddish-brown sludge. Undrinkable. Ruined.
That Cup of Coffee is the World
Once you put ketchup in coffee and give it a stir, you never get that coffee back. It’s ruined permanently. Even God won’t put it back to rights. The only solution is a new coffee.
But if the coffee represents the earth, good luck getting a new cup of that. The next cafe is light-years away, and I bet they don’t have your favorite beans.
Right now, a Dick-tater is spilling blood and taking away birthdays. He replaces them with death days.
This is not just a silly political matter. It’s life and death.
It’s not some disgruntled truckers or a neighbor that lets his dog crap on someone’s lawn. It’s a world threat. He sent goons to punch people in the face, shoot innocents, and take birthdays. He WILL grab the world’s coffee mug and pour in the ketchup.
This is not the time to hesitate. Once that ketchup goes in, we are screwed.
Our leaders need to step up. And we need to focus. Dumb shit like freedom from masks is meaningless if the nuclear buttons get pushed.
We Need to be United
We made it through two world wars. Hopefully, this isn't number three. But how did we make it through those last tough spots? Did we drive big trucks around in capital cities blaring our horns protesting health mandates, and waste resources planning to steal back elections?
No.
By doing what had to be done. By stepping up and putting the needs of the whole before the needs of selfish individuals. By volunteering to die (if necessary) to save the world.
Russia’s leadership wants us to be selfish, divided losers who can’t mount a defense. We need to do the opposite of what they want.
We need to learn to cooperate again.