Level of Crazy

While driving today, my mind wandered to the horrible violence this past week at Brown University, Bondi Beach, and the murders of Rob and Michele Reiner, and it dawned on me that there is no place that really feels safe anymore.

Not our schools, our workplaces, our entertainment venues, or even our own homes with drive-by shootings. This level of crazy has been escalating consistently and creating post and pre-traumatic conditions in people of all ages.

I’ll admit that whenever I go to a concert or a show, or even a movie, I wonder for just a few seconds if this will be my last time. Sure, I could get hit by a car or have a life-ending health event at any moment, but now on top of those concerns, I have this fleeting thought run through my brain, and I wonder whether I would be a victim or the hero I’d like to be. I’m concerned for myself, my family, my friends, and all the people just trying to live their lives.

I know I sound like a wreck, especially after my FB posting about the increasing level of antisemitism in the world, but I’m really not. If I’m meant to die in a senseless killing, there’s not much I can do about that, is there?

So, for all my loving friends who worry about me, I’m really fine and I appreciate your caring sentiments. I’m just making note of how sick and evil people have been allowed to become without anyone noticing until it’s too late.

I will continue to live my life with wild abandon as I go to the grocery store, the gym, restaurants, shows, movies, and volunteering. And I will be pissed to shit if I get annihilated doing any of these things!

Some of you may remember the television show Hill Street Blues from the 80s and there was a famous saying the Sergeant said daily as he sent his precinct out for the day. I think it’s applicable to all of us now.

“Hey! Let’s be careful out there!”