In the swoop of a school board vote, one school nurse is now w/o a job. Just like that....one minute she's employed by the district, the next minute she's unemployed. Sitting in on this board meeting, I'm reminded of death, w/ the board members playing God. I know, I know....I'd promised to turn over a new leaf and focus on life rather than death. It was just so surreal to sit there tonight, listening to the god's decide the fate of who kept their jobs and who would start reading the want-ads tomorrow morning. The fate of a music teacher also hung in the balance, which is why I was there making my feeble pleas to spare her life. This discussion took longer than deciding the nurse's fate, w/ the room more still, enduring longer silences, grasping the weight of killing a music teacher.
I don't envy them this task anymore than I envy God's plan for who lives and who dies. "W/ great power comes great responsibility." I think that comes from the first Spider Man movie. I hope the gods take their power very seriously. I would hate to think that they make life and death, employed and unemployed decisions on a whim. Surely God wouldn't take my mom away from me w/o thinking this through. I could live to be 90, which would mean I'd have spent the first half of my life w/ a mom and the last half of it w/o her. Would a god just decide to end a life or a job just to prove she could? If so, then the randomness of it seems covertly unjust, but if not, then the planning of it seems overtly malicious. Either way it stinks. I have to believe that if a door closes, somewhere a window opens if for no other reason than to let in some fresh air.
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