As I write today, there is news of 5 (now, 6) “bombs” found to be addressed and sent to well-known Democratic figures. Luckily, they have been found before being touched by the addressees — and no one is saying, yet, whether they would have exploded if opened.
Were they born of hatred? Were they imagined in the mind of a demented or mentally ill person? Were they concocted as a response to the White House allegations of “fake news” or Democrats labeled as a “mob”?
It would be easy for me to succumb to conspiracy theories and think that maybe it is a ploy for Trump to call for martial law. But then I would be no better than those who write online and suggest wild conspiracies on the left.
It is distressing that our country is so divided and that we tend to gather with those whose politics is like ours. I am often afraid of others whose politics is volatile and different than mine. It is distressing that there is such hatred and mistrust among us.
I feel I do not know this country and my fellow citizens any longer. Will we ever be able to rebound from the hatred and division to find common values and to rebuild trust? What can I do to maintain that hope?
Pilgrimages and Paths 