"Pongáio" was the name my Aunt Mona gave to a long, green, cool room where we gathered at her home —
replete with comfy chairs, a rocker, sewing machine, sewing goods, beautiful beads, shelves, books, bibelots, photographs, odds'n'ends, mementos of a life, treasures —
a gathering of all the useful & 'useless' things that so make life a pleasure.

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Fear of Change

from Fe Bongolan's Shock Value
"It all boils down to that, doesn’t it? Folks are afraid, and they will react not only in fear of someone taking away their guns, but of women and same sexes freely having sex. It’s in every anti-gay, and anti-abortion initiative since the 1980s: fear of change itself.

We’re still anxious over the breakdown of the way things were; the loosening of the traditional family structure; the fear of people different from you. There is fear that you might not be in the majority — in control, in the right — anymore. And that can make you feel unsafe and willing by any means necessary to bring it all down. But that unsettling feeling is settling in on them — their majority is at its twilight, and all they can do is slow things down."
[my bold]

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