A symphony of whispers

Change.
Change.
Muffins.
Change.

The change you may be thinking of, the "change" happening in the streets of Europe, the Middle East, and America, is not change. The mobs that flood the streets are nothing more than animals, and they gave up their right to call themselves men when they went into the streets to loot and pillage from the hard working lives of innocent people. The change that happens in an instant will be turned to dust as soon as the pendulum swings back. True change is whisper, a whisper in the dark that grows into a clamor. True change takes years, and in case you haven't read much history, the changes that are most permanent tend to have one thing in common; the person who held the banner up died fighting for that change. But being a martyr for your cause doesn't ensure it will succeed. If anything, it runs the risk plunging it dangerously close to tearing itself to shreds. To die for your belief is noble, but to live for them is far harder.

I have seen the face of change. In the eyes of those I'm blessed enough to call friends, from everything they say to the very words they breathe, it gives me hope that humanity can save itself. The future rests in the hands of todays children, and I don't mean to sound like all those annoying activists who want those children to follow them, and the sad part is, those children probably will follow them. Why? Because the education system has been flagging. Why is that a problem? The less well educated you are, the easier it is to be oppressed and herded like cattle. There is literally the potential for a new dark age(s), and the sad part is, it has already begun. This is the part where I skirt dangerously close to sounding like a conspiracy theorist, but the socialists/liberals in the world know that the fewer well educated people there are, the easier it is to conquer something from the inside. The next generation always has been, always will be, the most powerful weapon; far more powerful than any weapon humanity could ever conceive of. And it's sitting out in the open, ripe for the taking, and people have been trying to get a hold of it, mixing the offers of a free ride in exchange for allegiance. Why do you think Occupy Wall Street happened? They're disgruntled college students who chose to get majors in art and music, and now that their "skills" can't support them, they want someone else to.

Form your own opinions, make yourself educated, and above all, work hard for what you want.

In a time when the world tells us we are animals, it is even more imperative that we be men.

And on that happy note of this symphony of sadness, I bid you a happy new year.