Ring Around The Rosie

The nursery rhyme line that keeps running through my head these days is “ring around the Rosie, pockets full of posies, ashes, ashes, they all fall down”.

The rug is being pulled out from under bad players all the way around.  Watching the inner circle of Trumplandia finally come home to roost.  Obviously, bad behavior had been going on forever and to them, it appeared to be business as usual.

We are seeing other bad players fall down.  Bad male behavior and also bad female behavior too.  Nobody can hide.

Remember when gay marriage wasn’t even fathomable.  But once the Supreme Court passed the law, all is forgiven and it appears to be the norm.  It wasn’t ok and now it is.  It seemed to have happened overnight.

Is this generation just saying enough is enough?  What is it?  Do people just feel safer saying no more?  Is it because of social media where you are able to tell the world something in the privacy of your home?  Are people more comfortable pointing at someone and saying this happened and it is not ok?  Think about the young woman at Columbia University who carried a mattress around all semester and openly pointed out her supposed rapist.  That would not have happened 5 years ago.

I would gather that historians are looking at history and pointing to why we are seeing this type of change all over the place.  Are we trying to find our moral compass?

Maybe I should be thinking about musical chairs.  Whoever doesn’t get a seat, ends up in jail.