A Moment of Sunshine Part II
Well, I never . .
. . . . Who'da thought? It's so simple that it's easy to miss. We're all so
busy either creatin' or fendin' off the babble of the haters an' lovers alike,
we have no idea of how to bring them together. My brother-in-law John posted a
thing on facebook the other day that made such a lotta sense (at least to me)
that I couldn't help but put it out here for all to see. He said something
like: Ya can't all talk together at the same time (an' make any sense) but ya can
all sing together. OF COURSE! Don't ya
remember them three hundred African firefighters who dropped in to the Edmonton
Airport on their way to Fort McMurray just a few weeks ago. They didn't know
each other that well but they did know the words to the music an' they sang an'
danced up a storm like nobody's business in preparation to go to work as a
unified team. It's just too bad they didn't get their employers in on the
music. There's a big message to be read into that.
Well an' it's also
a Mennonite tradition (or used to be) to sing some hymns out of the song book
at social gatherin's or just ordinary visitin'. Everybody knows the words to
them songs an' you can belt 'em out with gusto. An' think of the marchin'
songs, the sea shanties to unify the participants into a work force, an' the
frightenin' Waka war canoes. Think o' the Sun dance ceremonies an' the litany
o' Powwows.
Here's the punch
line. Suppose there was an amendment to the constitution requirin' all the
political parties in both the commons an' the senate to gather together for a
sing-song for a whole hour every mornin' before the start o' business of the
day. Well they already approved the changin' o' the national anthem recently so
why not approve this as well. I can just hear the whole bunch o' them singin' a
rousin' version of "We Shall Overcome". That was a song that got my
son Fred through washin' dinner dishes every day, so it has some merit. Well I
don't sing no more cause I ain't got the breath an' my voice is too squeaky,
but I sure remember the power a large choir had in moving all the singers to
belt out their harmony until the boards under their feet trembled. It was
remarkable.
If I was to
suggest anythin' the government could do to work more co=operatively an more
effectively, it would be to appoint a Minister of Music to the cabinet. His/Her
mandate would be to replace that stupid question period thing with choral
singin'. That in itself would be an improvement (unless everybody decided to
sing off key). At least that's how it seems to me from up here on the top
shelf.
Just sayin'.
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