There was a total eclipse of the Sun yesterday. In case you live in a cave and have no access to any information whatsoever, a total eclipse occurs when the disk of the Sun is totally obscured by the Moon — and the sky darkens — in broad daylight.
They’re extremely rare and it’s estimated that they only recur, at any given place, once every 360 to 410 years, on average. So if you missed it yesterday, so sad too bad.
Throughout history solar eclipses have caused fear and have been associated with myths and superstitions.
In many cultures the legends involve mythical figures eating or stealing the sun. To others they signify angry or quarreling gods. It’s been thought that banging pots and pans and making loud noises scares the demon away. The ancient Greeks believed that a solar eclipse signaled the beginning of disasters and destruction. The Batammaliba, who lived in Benin and Togo believed that the only way to stop the Sun and the Moon from hurting each other, was for people on Earth to resolve all conflicts with each other.
Do you see where I’m going with this?
Is Donald Trump coming to mind for you, too?
Life is certainly a lot darker since he came to town. He’s certainly giving sane and decent people everywhere a reason to fear for their very lives. To say he’s filled with anger is the understatement of the century. To say his presidency is already proving to be a disaster — just a mere eight months in — is also an understatement. And he sure does seem intent on destroying everything we’ve always held dear. “So if the shoe fits,” as they say.
What to do, what to do.
Well, remember what I said a few paragraphs ago: That it’s been thought that making loud noises scares the demon away. So speak up, protest (peacefully), send your elected officials emails and snail mail and jam their voice mail with messages. And the media must continue to ask questions, demand truthful answers, call him out, expose his lies and report relentlessly.
We also must resolve our conflicts, for all kinds of reasons, not just this one. America is divided and, to some degree, so is the rest of the world. Our differences mean nothing in the face of a Donald Trump presidency. If ever there was a time for us to put all that behind us and band together, this is it. I’ll spare you what’s her name’s campaign slogan, you know what it is and you’re probably sick of hearing it. But it’s true.
And just because by now you might need a little cheering up, yes my dears, there is a little light at the end of the eclipse: The total phase of an eclipse can only last a maximum of 7.5 minutes for any one location, yesterday’s was even less. Maybe Demon Don will soon be gone.