Verbal
Assassination
What
Would You Do?
By
Ron Lee
Here
I was, all ready to throw some harsh words toward the world for sympathizing
with the Hezbollah and for giving Mel Gibson such a harsh deal about
saying inappropriate things while he was DRUNK - it’s not like
anyone else hasn’t said things they didn’t mean while intoxicated
... please - but then life has this magical way about slapping you in
the face and I was presented, once again, with the reality of existence
and I couldn’t help but revisit a writing of old.
The
Slap in the Face
While visiting
a good friend who runs a Dutch Bro.’s coffee stand (I love coffee),
an employee of the shopping center where the coffee cart is located
came up saying that a man had just died outside in the parking lot.
I asked a few question that the employee could not answer, so I decided
to see what was going on.
The parking lot
was crowded by emergency vehicles and personnel, store employees, and
the typical rubber-necking gawkers. On the pavement near a parking space
lay a man who appeared to be in his 50's (but I didn't get a good look
at him) being diligently worked on by EMT's trying to get his heart
to beat.
Now, I'm not squeamish,
but there was a sudden reality which hit me hard. It was as if this
man who now lay prone on the ground with hands beating at his chest
had just fallen in mid-stride. I looked away and found an on-looker
in front of my gaze. He was sitting in his pick-up watching the events
unfold, and it looked like he had been there for a while so I asked
him if he had seen anything. He told me that he had been on the ground
ever since he walked out of the store and that it had been about ten
minutes. He said something about how he thought the guy wasn't going
to make it, but I didn't hear him.
I walked away with
a reminder lesson ... one that I had pondered years ago and had written
about.
And, I ask that
after you read it you really, really, think about the question. Then
I want you to get out a piece of paper and write down your answer and
mail it to me.
In
Ending
Suppose the world
was to end tomorrow and you were the only one to know.
Would you have
any regrets?
Would you have
any would haves, should haves, could haves?
Would you find
your love and watch the sun come up on the last day of existence?
Would you find
any love and live it to the end?
Would you right
a wrong, or make more?
Would you be
alone in thought?
Would you run,
to find a way out of ending?
Would you have
sex or make love?
Would you be
scared?
Would you surround
yourself with family and friends and party to the end?
Would you heal
an old relationship?
Would you wonder
what went wrong?
Would you cry
a thousand tears and pray to God it's wrong?
Would you do
the things you could have done?
Would you take
your own life?
Would you see
things differently, as the fateful time came along?
Would you be
disappointed or glad?
What
would you say if I told you people die every day, and tomorrow may
never come?
Perhaps in the
next issue, I'll give you my answer.
About
the Author: Ron Lee has been a freelance and published writer since
1985. He attended Richmond University in London where he focused on
theatre arts, and the University of Nevada Reno where he dual majored
in criminal justice and psychology. He currently spends his time helping
the US~Observer's clients with his no nonsense investigative reporting
style. Ron may be reached at ron@usobserver.com.
Favorite quote, "The truth shall make you free." --John VIII. 32