In Defense of Snowflakes

 

You wanna know the worst cuss word , name calling descriptive you can use on someone you hate? Get ready. The word is Snowflake. It’s not a four letter word . It’s a four letter word plus a five letter word.

This is really odd when you stop and think about it. How did such an innocent unassuming word get to be so vile?

Well. I don’t know.

What once stood for strength and beauty is now the thing of useless dregs of society.

Want to bring someone real low? Call them a snowflake.

Pendulums swing as pendulums do.

Let’s face is it. This is just a pendulum swing, a knee jerk reaction to a generation raised to think of themselves as precious and beautiful.

There was a time in this fair land that to be associated with a snowflake was a good thing. Now valedictorians claim the idea is Victorian. You are not special we are told. Nobody is special and you don’t deserve anything.

This from a generation (mine and my parents’) who pretty much consumed everything. So there is not as much to go around. This is why they want you to buy the only thing left: the lie that you are not special..in any way.

 

 

Young people…don’t believe it!! You can be special and not entitled. You do deserve a kind of bestowed dignity by being part of the human race without earning it. *But you can lose it by being an idiot or criminal or both.

Now presidents mock you if you think you have basic human rights and call you a snowflake.  Snowflakes have no rights, they say. “They think they deserve everything.” Not true.

Every human being despite their skin colour, gender, etc deserves love, shelter, acceptance and basic rights.  Once you buy into the lie that a snowflake is something that melts in the face of confrontational heat you then open yourself up to bullies, tyrants, rapists (people who chose to not be a snowflake but a stagnant puddle).

A snowflake, like a spider’s web, is a strong structure and does what its particular design calls it to do. It is beautiful and unique. Combined, that is unified, with millions of other snowflakes it is a powerful , almost unstoppable, force.

I think it’s time to defend snowflakes. I think it’s time for the pendulum to swing back toward the middle just a little bit.

Those are my thoughts anyway. Thanks for visiting and please check out my ebook, especially if you like snowflakes. :^)

 

*Please don’t read into this that two wrongs make a right. For all you social justice warriors out there this post is not fuel to excuse screaming someone out of their right of free speech or pounding down university doors, etc.

 

New Journeys

  *Self Esteem Ebook for Children

Sometimes you can find a new journey on an old path.

A new year doesn’t have to mean that everything will be new  for you.  Something good from last year or other years might find it’s way into this one.

You know how we often list off all the crap that happened last year. Debts. Sickness. Accidents and we say good riddance!.

Let’s not throw out Father Time with the bath water…er, or something like that. Father Time has a few good things to give Baby New Year.

Yeah, I know, it’s a little late in the month to be writing about New Years maybe. Looking ahead may bring anxiety and looking back may get us down in the dumps..yeah, January does that to everybody. You’re not alone. Listen to that still, small voice inside of you that wants things to be better. Reach out to someone. It really doesn’t matter what others think. It’s your life and it’s worth looking back (and forward) to anything or anyone that made it good. Don’t focus on what you didn’t get or the way you thought things should have been.

That one good thing is worth living for.

An artist does the same with ideas , techniques and inspiration what we all do with our trash. Recycle it. Revisit it. Renew it. Make it come to life!

Hey , I’m even thinking of taking up oil painting again after having set aside the ole’ linseed oil for decades. There’s something good in the familiar, ya know.  Like the smell of linseed oil. Strong aromas bring back good things and memories sometimes. Don’t dwell on the past though. Think about today.

You may find healing in the winter of your life. I hope you do..I really do.

Thanks for visiting. I know it’s been a while but I guess I just needed the time…

*Detail of Show and Tell Michelle, written and Illustrated by me, Kevin M. Cameron.