- Originally published in 2010, this article has been republished with permission of the author. R.P. BenDedek email@example.com
Did ye happen to see the piece the other week about the ten year old Romanian girl in Spain who gave birth to a child? A ten year old becomin a mother! Heaven preserve us, what is this world comin to.
And did the Mother of this darlin child seem unduly fazed by the event? No not at all! It's quite common for the wee ones back home to be havin it off with the boys at that age, she says.
Well I don't know what the upshot of it all was and I don't really want to know. It's times like this that I find meself thinkin that I would rather not know.
The media today feeds us far too much information that I feel sure we would be better off not knowin about. I think that if The Good Lord judged media owners or their board members by the standard of the affect that their tripe had on people, then they be all goin to hell for sure.
Many a good writer has already said that young people today are bein robbed of their innocence by the scandalous nature of so many websites and public broadcasts, be they the television or movies and the like, but I think it be not just the young ones robbed of innocence, but we older folk as well.
When I see the news on the 'idiot box' as we liked to call it when I was younger, or read the news, I sometimes feel a little sick in the stomach. There is an old sayin that 'No news is good news', and given the choice between what is presented as news and havin no news, I'll take the latter thank you very much.
Many a friend it has been that's said that I be wantin to live in a fool's paradise by not wantin to know what is goin on around the world, but you know, this fool's paradise isn't so bad compared to the bad dreams I sometimes have when me heart and soul are soured by the terrible goins on in the world.
I sometimes find meself overcome with feelins of despair at what the future holds for the generations to follow me. What sort of life will they have when from their youngest years they are bombarded with such depressin information about the world around them.
I don't mind sayin that as a God lovin Catholic, that I want me offspring to know the peace of soul that comes through faith in our Blessed Savior, but I wonder how long it will be before the people of this country no longer believe in any god let alone the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.
I know it isn't the fashion to talk publicly about faith in God, especially the Christian God, but the alternative to believin that a lovin Father waits to take us in his arms, is absolutely nothin. It's a belief in what? May I ask?
A belief that we are just better lookin monkeys? That our love means nothin? That our compassion has no purpose? That honesty is pointless? That telling the truth is a waste of time? That the only thing of value in life is to take whatever pleasure or treasure you can, whenever, wherever and from whoever you can?
Is there no meaning to my life? If there be no particular meaning or purpose to my existence, then why bother being a good man, or a lovin man, or a decent man, or an honest man? Life is reduced to nothin more than 'Eat, Drink and be Merry for tomorrow you die!'
If that is all there is, then why care for injustice? Neither justice nor injustice has meaning.
I thank the Father in Heaven everyday for his kindness toward me, and even if he doesn't exist, I still thank him, because if I have to face the reality that life has no meaning other than that I am an accident of birth, I would find this life too unbearable to live.
Perhaps that's why so many young people today kill themselves or do the stupid things they do. Life no longer has any meaning.
What a tragedy!
John J. Walsh
Other Articles by Jack Walsh:
Nov 25, 2010 A Baby for a Baby
Nov 23, 2010 Voting for the Right Candidate
Nov 18, 2010 Mea Maxima Culpa Me Darlin
Jul 24, 2010 It's a Funny World We Live In
Jul 18, 2010 Scandal and Charity
Jul 14, 2010 Isn't Life Funny.
Apr, 24, 2010 Get off the Gay men's backs
April 21, 2010 We Love to Hate Our Presidents
John J. Walsh, a Catholic, is originally from Ireland; went to high school and university in Australia, and later moved to the U.S.A. Fearing the hot blooded protestants and not wanting to reach heaven or hell faster than is God's plan, his personal email address and other particulars are not available for publication. You may however Email him at: johnjwalsh_magic @live.com