What I want

World peace?

Phflltt. Get serious. Georgia vs. Russia. Ukraine vs. Russia. African factions vs. each other too numerous to count.

Peace in the Middle East? (See above “Phfllt.”) “Peace in the Middle East” used to mean Arabs vs. Israel. Then the phrase meant Israel vs. Palestinians.

Now … Who knows?

Shia vs. Sunni, ISIS vs. everybody they don’t like. Syrian Al Qaeda vs. Assad. Saudi Arabia vs. Iran. Since we kicked out one dictator (Saddam Hussein) and then declined to support another friendly dictator (Hosni Mubarak), things have become a bit snizzy.

Common sense from CNN and both main political parties? Yeah, right.

We’ll go back to Israel vs. Palestinian (whatever that means, since Palestine existed roughly 1920-48), peace there will arrive when: (1) Israel moves every Arab from its own borders and from Gaza and the West Bank, or (2) Messiah arrives and everybody in the world has an “OMG! The Jews were right!” moment.

That’s all fine and good for the world, but here is what I want: I want to wake up every morning and not hurt. I want to be able to do yard things. I want to walk three or four or five miles and enjoy the scenery and weather. I want my mind to have the same imagination it had five or six years ago, giving me new ideas for stories. I want to realize God likes me. He might chastise me, continue to make me wear concrete shoulder pads, have me question my morality (thoughts, not actions), load me with incidents requiring a patience I do not have …

Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.

And if world peace should break out … The world will become a boring place, and I will hope to shuffle off this mortal coil.