After getting married this year, I find I have everything I need in life. My friends and family are in good health, so I'm truly blessed. That leaves me with three teeny, tiny Christmas wishes this year:
1) Since there's no hope for world peace in the next four years, I guess all I can wish for is world understanding. I want everyone to wake up. Wake up and see that we're not living in this world alone, and that serving the best interests of a few instead of the masses will never get us anywhere. I want people to start realizing that we have to care about everyone else or no one will care about us. War is not a show of machismo, strength or power. It’s a show of weakness and fear. It shows man’s lack of intelligence and ability to reason through their problems. War is a few men paving their road to riches with the lives of dead innocents.
2) I wish that people would stop worrying about stupid things like gay marriage. It's a simple fact that allowing same-sex couples to acknowledge their love cannot destroy the so-called sanctity of marriage. For decades there have been marriages of convenience, mail-order brides and marriages for citizenship... no one worried that these types of unions would tear down society. And gay marriage is far more sincere than any of the former. Gay marriage will not make your children gay if they were not already so inclined. It will not increase your taxes or lower your property values, so why worry about it? Yeah, yeah, gay bashing is cool. Well, slavery was cool once too and we had to have a civil war to put a stop to it. Please tell me it's not going to take another war to make the ignorant wise up.
3) I wish that television, movies and celebrities would stop glorifying drug use. There are only two ways that story ends. Drug users end up in either rehab or the morgue. That's it, that's all. No, it's not different for you. No, you can't quit anytime you want. No, it's not just for recreation. And legalization certainly isn't the answer. That will only give us more DUIs, more ODs, more rehab patients and more drug-related deaths.
That's it. Those are my three wishes for Christmas this year. Anyone care to wrap those up in pretty packages and leave them on my doorstep?