MUTUAL ADDICTION AND MISDIRECTION

Or which cup has the little pea? While we're fulminating over Tweets almost everything else goes under the radar.

This morning my FB page greeted me with the latest saga in the current occupant's Twitter addiction and the social media's addiction to commenting on his Tweets. He gets his kicks poking us with his Twitter stick and too many of us get OUR kicks by tweeting, posting, whatever our outrage at his Tweets. Tweets he's perfectly free to ignore or answer in a way that fuels another Tweet storm which leads to...

Too many of us appear to be addicts. We get a rush out of being outraged. Rage is good. If it's targeted in a way that will bring about change. Getting outraged over something we can't change, perhaps not so good. Evidently even those around him are afraid to do anything for fear of setting off something worse.

Keep him away from the nuke button and the go codes. Let him blow and perhaps we'll finally get the grounds to get him checked into a psych ward for evaluation. And then we might get stuck with Mike Pence or Ryan. Could this picture get any worse?

In the meantime perhaps we should consider the advice of the thirteenth century century poet and Sufi mystic Rumi.

Sit, be still and listen,
For you are drunk,
And we are at the edge of the roof.

Rumi's Persian world didn't have sky scrapers. We do. Top of the Empire State building springs to mind. Hell of a splat if we go over the side.