“Miss no single opportunity of making some small sacrifice, here by a smiling look, here by a kindly word, always doing the smallest right and doing it all for love.”
– Saint Terese, The Little Flower.
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I believe in doing small acts of kindness. That’s what the Army of Good is all about. That’s what a good chunk of my life is about.
I am not a follower or soldier raging or fretting over the big things that rack our country every day. I see it as a trap and a cesspool, and I won’t step into it.
One of my heroes is St. Terese, who inspired me to commit small acts of great kindness as often as I can. Today, I’m sharing one of those stories to illustrate my point—first, some context.
I don’t believe that this awful escalating civil conflict – it’s not a war even with LA – will resolve much of anything, or bring the country together, or allow our leaders to work together for the common good rather than arguing about what it is.
Everyone has their agenda, and it never seems to be what is suitable for ordinary people.
No, our democracy is not in imminent danger of being destroyed, not by shipping thousands of soldiers back and forth to stand and look serious while the local police do the hard work all around them.
Nothing will come of it other than to puff up the egos of politicians and the hate and fear of the less powerful. I can’t help but think of the $138 million it has cost so far to send all those soldiers to Los Angeles to stand in doorways and feel manly. I wonder how many young people could go to college on that.
To me, this is not the most dangerous thing that ever happened in our Republic (do you know about the American Civil War?). Our country is in trouble, but it is not Donald Trump’s doing. Just look in the mirror.
We got deaf and blind at the same time.
I don’t know how fierce they are in combat, but our soldiers are out in the open, and they certainly know how to dress in the best military merch and drive the latest, high-performance combat cars.
I have a hunch this isn’t what the Marines signed up for – guarding men and women in masks creeping around in the night and pulling moms right out of the arms of their babies and shipping them far away in the night.
There is so much to be angry at, I’ll pass.
It would be helpful to people’s nerves and to the truth if the media didn’t constantly announce the end of freedom and democracy, and an imminent constitutional collision, to be upon us daily.
You’d think they might know Donald Trump by now since they talk to him every day of their existence to their companies’ good fortune. Whatever else he is, President Trump is a gift from the heavens to news organizations and a source of significant income. He also defines the very idea of not knowing shit beyond entertaining.
It’s doubtful he’s ever glanced at the constitution or has the least Ben interest in it. He just goes around it the way, wealthy, famous, and successful men have a habit of doing with mortal things.
His mark is to threaten chaos and unleash it, and then be the hero who turns the lights off.
People also seem to have forgotten that billionaires and corporations now own our primary news organizations, and they do not wake up agonizing over truth and free speech. He is a wet dream come true for most of our most respected news organizations.
If you have thought about Trump rather than just railed about him, you would know that from his vantage point, the crisis in Los Angeles is long over, and he is, to his followers, already the victor. Once he announced that he had triumphed and protected law and order, he won. It was all he needed, it was all he wanted.
Now the reporters and pod casters will slobber him all the more. If you follow the heroes of Ancient Greece, you probably know the faith of those who fly too close to the sun and for too long. It never ends well.
Trump left the California leaders shocked and stymied, on the defensive and unsure. Trump has a very clear message, luck it or not. Then democrats don’t have one.
President Trump can now tell one of his whopper lies. He started immediately – he saved Los Angeles from destruction by woke leaders and their naive and weak followers. He could order the best props in the world – soldiers-to fly to Los Angeles and look grim.
It’s like there is a script for this, and everyone on all sides follows it to the T.
Next, he’ll be blaming Joe Biden for reasons we can’t quite recall or grasp.
The last thing Donald Trump wants is a bloody civil war with California, and one of his favorite and most useful nemesis, the governor of the state.
None of this will change anything but the Presidential Election in 3 years. That might have changed. I’m not biting this time. I know who Trump is and I know who his opponents are so far. I’m still struggling to tell the difference.
Hatred and conspiracy voices online are a permanent part of our cultural lives now. I accept them all and wish them well. They have absolutely nothing to do with my life. I love my life and all the things in it, good or bad.
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I’m with Sister Terese, the Little Flower. Small acts of kindness will end this awful and endless conflict. It works. I have an example of an approach I’m trying. I live in an area where MAGA culture is predominant.
Here is an example of what I mean, of what I am trying to do
Last week, the oil company mechanics visited the farm to conduct its annual cleaning and inspection of the burner, ensuring it was ready for our brutal winters.
He said all was well.
A day or so later, we noticed water in the basement. The burner was leaking. Water in the basement of an old farmhouse is never a good thing. We put down pans. The next morning, I called the company and reported what had happened. We’ll send somebody over, they said. In about half an hour, two workmen showed up, both friendly, courteous, and eager to get to work and fix the leak.
It took them an hour, but it was fixed, and yesterday the man who came to clean should have spotted it. They said we would only be charged for a piece they replaced, not for labor.
Two hours later, I realized this was an opportunity to employ my “small things” strategy – focusing on the small things and doing them well. I decided to call the heating oil office. An experienced, tough, and take-no-prisoners secretary answered the phone. I could almost feel her tense up, and I can only imagine the calls she gets all winter.
I told her that I just wanted to say thank you for sending a repair crew so quickly, and for fixing the leak. The two plumbers were a pleasure, courteous, friendly, honest, hard-working – we heard a lot of banging and sawing upstairs.
There was a long silence. “Are you there?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said, “I’m just shocked, I don’t think I’ve ever gotten a call like this in the 12 years I’ve been working here.”
For a minute, I thought she was about to cry, and I asked if she was okay. “Yes, oh yes, I am so glad you called. I didn’t know what to say.” And we said goodbye and hung up. I was glad I wasn’t calling a corporate phone tree, you know the ones where they insist they are desperate for your feedback, but you know they’re not and that you’ll never hear from them again.
How simple a thing it was to call this woman on the telephone and thank her for treating us so well. It seemed to be a big thing to her; she was speechless, I could feel it. When I think of what my country needs, that is what my country needs: small acts of great kindness, every day, in every way.
Donald Trump is not important to me, and I don’t hate him or his angry followers. He and Governor Newsom seemed to be having a good time hurling insults and warnings at one another, up to their neck in posturing and drama. Everybody was feeling outrage and anger.
I had the feeling that both of them were launching their big agendas – Newsom to be president, and Trump to get his beautiful bill passed and draw attention away from his many not-so-beautiful tariffs, presidential orders, and blunders. Just wait until your children, parents, the veterans now in LA, and grandparents try to get to a hospital or reach Social Security on the phone or get health care when they most need it.
He will not destroy our democracy; he will not destroy Harvard University (as he has proven, influential people with tons of money always survive, from lawyers to CEOs). He won’t destroy diversity either. It’s not embedded in the DNA.
What happened on the phone, let’s call her Donna, was important. That is the way to fight back that will matter to people. Talk to them. Get to know them. Be nice to them. Look for people who have nowhere else to go and help them. That is my way: small acts of great kindness.
St. Terese brought a white Rose with her wherever she went. It was her badge of charity.





