On Friday, April 29th, 2011 a new Fairy Tale is born. The elegant, young, commoner Katherine Middleton marries Prince Charles oldest son, the bashful, handsome William in a extravagant, yet simple affair. Buckingham Palace got a face lift in preparation for London's many citizens as well as many visitors pouring in from around the world to witness a how a Royal wedding is done in this new century. For weeks the media has gone nuts over this occasion since it was a delightful escape from real-life and real-world dealings.
On Saturday, everyone was still on a royal high as commentators, whether it be on TV or in the deli, doused about the classy Grace Kelly-like dress Kate wore, William giving her not one, but two little pecks, and how light-hearted and funny his younger brother Harry is. What a sunny next day and a bright future for the country.
On Sunday, the news quieted down a bit just to be brought back to a higher level with the announcement of Osama Bin Laden. Because he is to blame for the turmoil Al Qaeda has caused to not only the U.S. but also Libya and other nations, many tuned in to hear the details of a US-led bust in Pakistan. Most vividly, Americans see his face behind the destruction of the Twin towers, the Pentagon, and numerous family units who have lost loved ones in the mix. New Yorkers and those who happen to be in the city came together in Times Square to watch our President on the big screen confirm that our worst enemy is dead.
In the aftermath of the weekend events, I still feel a bit uneasy. It's great to watch a beautiful fairy tale take place, but I'm still fending for my lunch every day, cent by cent. However, I'm extremely lucky in comparison to others who are too sick, too family-less, and too mentally unstable enough to take care of themselves. The Kings, Queens, Prices, and Princesses will lead a wonderful life and I hope they know it's in their duty to spread that wonderful wealth to those without.
It's also great to hear that the man responsible for rallying such a hateful group is taken down. However, that hateful group is still around and for some reason or another feel they are so victimized that others deserve to be also. Innocent bystanders and those fighting the battle for the most greedy beings in our world have been murdered beyond numbers.
So with all this, the only feeling I can say I have felt for certain this weekend is not one of jubilation nor relief, but rather of worry that we get too caught up in the hype and the symbolism. These events are not definitive. Poverty and violence lives on. It only takes one looking east, west, north, or south of the nearest major city to see it. Let's not forget those who need us over us needing to find a happy ending.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
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