Well, this is America: land of the free, and home of the brave. The land where Lady Liberty bewitches everyone who passes through the Harbor. This is where the President is working in our backyard, or the balseros risk their lives to reach the coast, or people fighting their way through a politicized immigration bill, or teabagging to Congress. This is where cars were made, capitalism is hailed, flights abound, variety remains, and everybody claims as their home. This is the place where people don’t give a crap if you eat or drink, sleep or bathe, dress or clothe, or even masturbate! But it you’re lucky, you’ll find people who take care if you eat or drink, sleep or bathe, dress or clothe, or even masturbate!
I am not willing to erode into family subjugation again. Hall, I don’t even know if I’m going to the same church again! What are the expectations they have? Furthermore, what they didn’t’ expect from us? What are the standards that they want us to conform again? Rules were made, yes, but there are some that aren’t written on stones, Bibles, constitutions or civil codes or organized by-laws. Some are needed, but another ones are just plain dumb! I’m not in the mood to get “Mirandidized” at these moments. ;)
America has opened my mind to many things that I thought appalling. It’s OK to wear make-up, pants (although not too short!) and jewelry to church; it’s fine to dance at a party; it’s all right if you don’t speak in tongues at the end of a service, or if you stalk people to praise at a revival meet. No reason is needed if you miss a Sunday, or if you wear pants one day. Not everything ahs to be of the devil’s part (yet we must stay vigilant), but some are from our own troubles. If you snap at someone, please be courteous and apologize, but remember you have emotions and they need, too, to be let out for a bit.
It’s perfectly understandable that I am slightly nervous upon returning. It makes me feel that I’m interrupting the normal course of their lives again. It makes me feel that I creep into something where I don’t’ being…or used to belong. I feel that I need a system update, but does this include gossips, lies, cheatings, beatings and royal nastiness? So we’re going back, it’s official; what are the costs?
(To be continued…)
