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All People Are My Tribe

In other people’s company I felt I was dull, gloomy, unwelcome, at once bored and boring… ~André Gide

There exists in the movie Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer an island home for misfit toys, those toys that are different, unwanted, unloved, square pegs in a world designed to accommodate round holes. I have always felt a kinship with the toys that did not fit in, in good part because I was born copper headed, an anomaly, the only ginger in our circle of acquaintances. To be ginger is now considered desirable. I should be happy but my ginger has been sucked colorless by time leaving behind whiteness. Whiteness is not venerated in my society. I still don’t feel in sync with others.

I have trouble fitting in anywhere because I do not identify with or feel beholden to any one tribe. I reject glomming on to narrow slices isolated by arbitrary definitions.

My passport was issued by the USA. However, I believe, viewing the world as a delineation of land masses into sovereign entities is a crime against humanity. It tricks citizenry into viewing neighbors as enemies rather than potential friends, family.

Who benefits? The wealthy elite. The politicians dropping their pants and bending over in submission to the Military Industrial Complex for Judas gold. Thank you, Satan, may I have another?

I was baptized Catholic yet hungrily seek the truths and hypocrisies underlying all faith systems, including Christianity, to round out my understanding of the religious tribes. I do not fear words deemed blasphemous

I am a fan of Manchester United but cheer for any team including those competing with ManU when I see an incisive pass, a beautiful skill move, a golazo, an acrobatic, finger-tip save guiding the ball centimeters over the crossbar.

There is a flip side to not feeling as I fit in anywhere. It is, I am comfortable everywhere. Be it in a buzzing, local coffee shop or a distant restaurant where I point at a picture to order food with a name I can’t pronounce or flavor never previously tasted. Or paying a street vendor where I hold out my exotic currency and trust just the right amount will be taken for my meal. Or sitting alone in a vast desert, wilderness with only my soul for company.

Not being beholden to any tribe allows me to rejoice everyone’s happiness and weep their sadness. I am comfortable everywhere because Earth is my home and all peoples are my tribe.

02 Aug 2018

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