Let’s see: how am I like a cockroach you might ask ?
- I can live without my head: proved that now for 72 years. Cockroaches can lose their heads and still breathe through their body parts for weeks.
- I am a survivor: It is a scientific fact that roaches can tolerate 6-15 times more radiation than humans and with their high rate of reproduction, their survival is most likely assured in case of nuclear holcaust. ( Though in truth, scientists now give the greater chance to the fruit fly.) I am a survivor and I have proved that most of my life,from my chaotic/traumatic-like childhood of wonder at life, to surviving sexual abuse. (Surprised a few of you with that one, but this post is not about that.)
- The cockroach has been celebrated in books, song, art and legend. I write books, sing songs ( for myself to spare those around me), create art via my photo journalism and hope to be a legend. (Just kidding). As Madonna said, “I am like a cockroach. You can’t get rid of me. I am still here.” Guess she proved that in her recent Super Bowl appearance.
So what is it that I want to say to you all? It is to express some of my wishes, many of which are “impossible to attain,” but that should not keep one from acknowledging their desire for something. For instance:
- World peace: oh yeah, that’s a hard one and I truly never expect to see it or experience it, but it doesn’t keep me from desiring it. (Just FYI I was never in a beauty pageant and just had to use that response once in my lifetime.)
- A television that filters out politics and the exploits of failed politicians. Of course the makers of blood pressure medications and anti-depressants world wide would suffer greatly, but again, I can desire it without believing it will come to fruition.
- All students today would be required to study the lives and music of Elvis, Buddy Holly, and Johnny Cash. Also the “happy days” of the sixties to see what made us tick besides the Vietnam War.
- There would be equality in justice: Those who serve in the jury pools could hear all the evidence.
- Schools would not be the bottom of the fiscal priority list, but on top.
- The pillory system in the town square would return (mainly to make my husband happy) .
- Being in love and a committed relationship would be admired, preferable, and only the private business of those involved.
- The nerd would rank equal to the super-athlete.
- The idea of living simple and without lusting for financial superiority being the goal, would be acceptable.
- Disabled and mentally challenged would be treated with respect.
Given the fact that I will never see this Utopia, being a cockroach has its appeal. The cockroach will live to see the earth given a “second chance” and maybe this time we will get it right.