And Peace Shall Reign
Dec. 24th, 2004 11:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
talktoolooseJesus Christ! (appropriately enough). Read (or don't) the previous horrendous entry if you haven't yet.
Okay, crisis averted. I sometimes think I can't live with these two; not just because they drive me crazy but because my reaction to their craziness is often unhelpful to the situation.
Snake says he left Hungary because he couldn't stand the way people related to each other. Nothing, he says, was ever direct but rather was a long line of manipulation, counter-manipulation and simmering anger in every interaction. And now he's got Toutou whose reaction when pushed sends Snake all those same button-pushing messages that drove him from him mother country in the first place.
It's weird to be in a household of "easterners". I mean, my own Eastern European Jewish culture is so close to Snake's, but I'm a generation further away. And the missing generation is my parent's who tried to be more genteel than the gentiles.
I went upstairs to find Snake totally depressed and hiding under the covers. I talked clarity and sense and, later he said he could feel the sensible part of him talking to his brain while the fury gripped his heart like the demon Linda Blair in Exorcist II. When he heard Toutou climbing the stairs and then the "click click" of the puppy's nails joining him, he knew the fury's hours of dominance were at an end.
Still, it took the first hour of dinner for things to really thaw out; but by the end, there was peace. I made a toast about peace. I can't really remember what I said and suspect I didn't say it well. But it was about how easily hatred can rule even within a household of love. And if we can't find our way through it here, what chance do feuding factions in warzones have of finding solutions. So, if we want a world of peace, it has to begin at home.
Yeah.
Okay, crisis averted. I sometimes think I can't live with these two; not just because they drive me crazy but because my reaction to their craziness is often unhelpful to the situation.
Snake says he left Hungary because he couldn't stand the way people related to each other. Nothing, he says, was ever direct but rather was a long line of manipulation, counter-manipulation and simmering anger in every interaction. And now he's got Toutou whose reaction when pushed sends Snake all those same button-pushing messages that drove him from him mother country in the first place.
It's weird to be in a household of "easterners". I mean, my own Eastern European Jewish culture is so close to Snake's, but I'm a generation further away. And the missing generation is my parent's who tried to be more genteel than the gentiles.
I went upstairs to find Snake totally depressed and hiding under the covers. I talked clarity and sense and, later he said he could feel the sensible part of him talking to his brain while the fury gripped his heart like the demon Linda Blair in Exorcist II. When he heard Toutou climbing the stairs and then the "click click" of the puppy's nails joining him, he knew the fury's hours of dominance were at an end.
Still, it took the first hour of dinner for things to really thaw out; but by the end, there was peace. I made a toast about peace. I can't really remember what I said and suspect I didn't say it well. But it was about how easily hatred can rule even within a household of love. And if we can't find our way through it here, what chance do feuding factions in warzones have of finding solutions. So, if we want a world of peace, it has to begin at home.
Yeah.
