Procrastination is killing the planet.
Do something – anything. Move something – anywhere, anyplace.
Moderate used to be a good word. It meant that you were somewhere in the middle of two extremes – the far right, the far left.
Moderate meant doable. We can do that. Yes.
Moderate meant that you could compromise, getting something instead of nothing. Both sides said ouch in negotiations.
Moderate meant that you could see both sides of an issue – all sides of an issue.
What happened to moderate?
Moderate now means stuck in the middle. Stuck as in can’t move. Don’t want to move. Assaulted from all sides, Moderate held onto the ground beneath its own feet only. A ground that became meaningless, defenseless, putrid as in decay. Old as in I’ll die standing here.
The world stopped listening to Moderate. Moderate was too moderate, too complacent, too lazy, too tired, too lack luster, too stubborn, and too scary in its inability to move at all.
Stuck is what Moderate became.
Oh my God get up. Move. Do something – anything.
Do the Hokey Pokey. I don’t care, but don’t stand stuck in the middle where there are no options, nothing to explore, nothing to do except stand still.
God damn it. MOVE …< >…