Wednesday, September 27, 2006
why muslims hate us
Lucky me, I got to spend the weekend on the far east coast, visiting friends and going to a beach and a seafood restaurant, among other things. The restaurant was one of those "in the rough" places where the quality of the food is the focus and I must say the food was indeed fantastic. I find myself dreaming about the clam chowder ever since...! The mostly sandy beach was shaped slightly like a crescent and seemed lower than the ocean on the horizon which may explain why the surf was especially robust. The children chased lapping waves, running from and then to them, giggling and falling right into the water from sheer delight. One of them got to add some shells and seaweed, a crab leg shell and a partial sand dollar, to her collection.
It occurred to me as I stood there soaking up the wonderful moment in time that the whole thing exemplified why we are hated by some. Just picture it. My eye scanned the scene: bocci players on one part of the beach, a couple dozen surfers catching waves, families with dogs jumping ecstatically in and out of the water, people gathering barnacles on the rocks, one guy stretched out with a book and sunning himself, and several of us strolling along the foamy surf breathing in the wonderful air and children having a thoroughly great time.
It occurred to me as I stood there soaking up the wonderful moment in time that the whole thing exemplified why we are hated by some. Just picture it. My eye scanned the scene: bocci players on one part of the beach, a couple dozen surfers catching waves, families with dogs jumping ecstatically in and out of the water, people gathering barnacles on the rocks, one guy stretched out with a book and sunning himself, and several of us strolling along the foamy surf breathing in the wonderful air and children having a thoroughly great time.
Labels: modern culture, politics, reflections
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