Chasm: (n) a deep fissure in the earth, rock, or another surface
- It’s a problem.
- It seems unfixable.
- Therefore it’s normal.
This is the present way our society handles difficulties. In doing this, we’ve opened the door of our home to many a stray racoon, thinking the creature is not that
different from our domesticated pets. When the racoon ends up being wild, untamed and unwilling to accept human domination of the household, we have to make a decision.
I know it sounds silly. Thus the point.
Nearly fifty years ago, our country was concerned about a generation gap–a chasm that existed between parents and teenagers, causing conflict and a lack of communication.
Move ahead fifty years and the same chasm still exists. We have just decided it’s normal. In deciding it’s normal, the racoon of rebellion wanders the hallways, throwing its attitude and therefore dominating the climate of our American Dream.
We defend the racoon by saying it has a right to free speech.
Or to own a gun.
Or to be anything it wants to be.
Or to interfere in the lives of others as long as it doesn’t totally destroy.
We’re afraid of chasms, but instead of admitting there’s a gap in understanding, we pretend it’s a cultural difference, an ethnic preference, a doctrinal dispute or a political stumping point.
Somewhere along the line we will have to agree on the three things that will allow the human race to survive:
- A challenge
We will have to stop being afraid of the chasm, and instead, be prepared to make some giant leaps for mankind.