Pride and Shame.

Our friend David has written a short piece that needs no introduction and that, if you are human, will bring a lump to your throat. Thank you, David.

The BUTHIDARS

Many times in my life I’ve been proud of my country. Proud to say I’m from the UK A few times I’ve felt great shame. Today is one of those days where if asked where I’m from, I shall say Wales and hope many people don’t know where that is. For the last few days amid the turmoil that is Kabul, following the departure of the President and the melting away of Afghanistan’s army, I have been watching scenes of Afghanis employed by the various occupying armies trying to get aboard aircraft and head for safety before the Taliban arrived.

President Trump agreed a handover to the Taliban though it’s fallen to Joe Biden to achieve it as peacefully as possible. It’s also been the responsibility of each of the occupying forces to evacuate their men and civilians who have been usdeful to them. The Taliban arrived early and panic…

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Chocolate Covered Reasons.

Hugs. Such a simple thing, and yet such a powerful one. Imagine a world where people set aside their superficial differences and treated everyone with respect. Imagine a world (post-pandemic, obviously) where people hug each other … just because. Our friend David started his blog, The Buthidars, back in 2014 for all the right reasons, but I’ll let him explain that to you. Every now and then, Filosofa needs to set aside the politics, the social injustice, and just post something positive. I can’t think of anything more worthy of that than David’s Buthidars, so please, give yourself a bit of a break and head over to talk to David about hugs!

The BUTHIDARS

Way back in 2014 I started this blog after deciding it was time to leave Facebook where I ran a similar site but with many more members. Sometimes what we start in one place doesn’t always translate well in another. I had to be prepared for that. When I started here I did so with the following explanation.

About The Buthidars

The Buthidars is a religion free Order where people of all ages, colours and creeds can come together as one all-inclusive group united towards seeing peace in the world.
You will hear ( from me ) about Hugs as I maintain you can’t hug with a weapon in your hands.
You will see the reason I think Hugs are important to us as people, ourselves and others.
You will I hope learn to understand why I ask people to leave religion at the door as they visit and if…

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♫ Get Together ♫ (Redux)

Tonight, after reading Keith’s post, I really wanted to play Cat Stevens’ “Peace Train”, but I just played it 4 months ago and that’s a little soon for a redux.  Still, I wanted a song that carried the message of peace, of ‘live and let live’, of caring about our fellow humans, of acceptance for who we are.  The United States today is a depressing place to live — so much hatred that you can almost feel it in the air.  They say that ‘music hath charms to soothe the savage beast’, so if that’s the case, then maybe songs like this one can help.  I don’t know, but … I have to try.


The idea for tonight’s song was planted in my brain by our friend rawgod … he mentioned the song in a comment, and as soon as I read it, I knew this was to be my song of the day.  I had been searching for something meaningful, something that spoke to the times we are all, both in and out of the U.S., going through.  Racism, intolerance, autocratic leaders, populism, white supremacy, social discord and unrest.  This song came from the 1960s … Vietnam War protests, the ‘Summer of Love’, cries for Peace.

The song has quite a history and seems to have been covered by every musician for a decade or two, but the history is so long that I am disinclined to put it on this post.  However, if you’re interested, check it out on SongFacts.  The version that most remember, and the one I like best, is by the Youngbloods.  I was torn between two very different videos … one a compilation of scenes from the 60s, and the other a studio version.  Since I couldn’t decide, I am posting both for you to choose or watch both if you wish.  The message is the same, either way:  peace and brotherhood, love over fear & hate.

Get Together
The Youngbloods

Love is but a song to sing
Fear’s the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wing
And you may not know why

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Some may come and some may go
We shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moment’s sunlight
Fading in the grass

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

If you hear the song I sing
You will understand (listen!)
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It’s there at your command

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

I said, come on people now

Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Right now
Right now

Songwriters: Chester Powers / Chester William Jr. Powers
Get Together lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

♫ Get Together ♫

The idea for tonight’s song was planted in my brain by our friend rawgod … he mentioned the song in a comment, and as soon as I read it, I knew this was to be my song of the day.  I had been searching for something meaningful, something that spoke to the times we are all, both in and out of the U.S., going through.  Racism, intolerance, autocratic leaders, populism, white supremacy, social discord and unrest.  This song came from the 1960s … Vietnam War protests, the ‘Summer of Love’, cries for Peace.

The song has quite a history and seems to have been covered by every musician for a decade or two, but the history is so long that I am disinclined to put it on this post.  However, if you’re interested, check it out on SongFacts.  The version that most remember, and the one I like best, is by the Youngbloods.  I was torn between two very different videos … one a compilation of scenes from the 60s, and the other a studio version.  Since I couldn’t decide, I am posting both for you to choose or watch both if you wish.  The message is the same, either way:  peace and brotherhood, love over fear & hate.

Get Together
The Youngbloods

Love is but a song to sing
Fear’s the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wing
And you may not know why

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Some may come and some may go
We shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moment’s sunlight
Fading in the grass

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

If you hear the song I sing
You will understand (listen!)
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It’s there at your command

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

I said, come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Right now
Right now

Songwriters: Chester Powers / Chester William Jr. Powers
Get Together lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Filosofa Is Sorry …

I fear that I must apologize this morning, for I know that you all look forward to the Wednesday morning ‘Good People’ posts, and I come to you today with empty hands.  It isn’t the fault of the good people, for they are out there, but only my own fault, for I was simply … unable last night.  I promise to have a good people post next Wednesday, perhaps even sooner.

But my hands are not completely empty, for I have a humorous Christmas poem with a delightful surprise ending, so I hope you’ll take the time to read all the way to the last line.


A Politically Correct Christmas
~ Anonymous

Twas the night before Christmas and Santa’s a wreck…
How to live in a world that’s politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to “Elves”,
“Vertically Challenged” they were calling themselves.
And labor conditions at the North Pole,
were alleged by the union, to stifle the soul.

confused santaFour reindeer had vanished without much propriety,
released to the wilds, by the Humane Society.
And equal employment had made it quite clear,
that Santa had better not use just reindeer.
So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid,
were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid!

The runners had been removed from his beautiful sleigh,
because the ruts were deemed dangerous by the EPA,
And millions of people were calling the Cops,
when they heard sled noises upon their roof tops.
Second-hand smoke from his pipe, had his workers quite frightened,
and his fur trimmed red suit was called “unenlightened”.

To show you the strangeness of today’s ebbs and flows,
Rudolf was suing over unauthorized use of his nose.
He went to Geraldo, in front of the Nation,
demanding millions in over-due workers compensation.

confused santa-4So…half of the reindeer were gone, and his wife
who suddenly said she’d had enough of this life,
joined a self help group, packed and left in a whiz,
demanding from now on that her title was Ms.

And as for gifts…why, he’d never had the notion
that making a choice could cause such commotion.
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur…
Which meant nothing for him or nothing for her.
Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot,
Nothing that clamored or made lots of noise.
Nothing for just girls and nothing for just boys.
Nothing that claimed to be gender specific,
Nothing that’s warlike or non-pacifistic.

No candy or sweets…they were bad for the tooth.
Nothing that seemed to embellish upon the truth.
And fairy tales…while not yet forbidden,
were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden,
for they raised the hackles of those psychological,
who claimed the only good gift was one ecological.

No baseball, no football…someone might get hurt,
besides – playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
Dolls were said to be sexist and should be passe.
and Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.

confused santa-3So Santa just stood there, disheveled and perplexed,
he just couldn’t figure out what to do next?
He tried to be merry he tried to be gay,
but you must have to admit he was having a very bad day.
His sack was quite empty, it was flat on the ground,
nothing fully acceptable was anywhere to be found.

Something special was needed, a gift that he might,
give to us all, without angering the left or the right.
A gift that would satisfy – with no indecision,
each group of people in every religion.
Every race, every hue,
everyone, everywhere…even you!
So here is that gift, it’s price beyond worth…

“May you and your loved ones enjoy peace on Earth.”

Peace on earth

Merry Christmas!

I have been biting my tongue, or trying to, for weeks now and I find I cannot do so any longer. I must speak to a topic that I find important. In this, the season of JOY, of LOVE, of PEACE ON EARTH, to name a few, there certainly does seem to be a lot of hate going around. There is the usual hatred directed toward any number of politicians, which is fairly normal year-round, but this year seems worse than most. There is hatred toward certain political agendas and policies – the first one that comes to mind, of course, being the Affordable Care Act, followed by NSA security measures and trailed closely by a number of others. On the other side, there is hatred toward those who hate the above-named people and things. And then there is this inane controversy over the interview given by the man I refer to as “Papa Duck”, the man who gave an interview in which he put down the entire LGBT community. The purpose of this blog posting is NOT to promote my own opinions, so I don’t intend to give my opinions here … those of you who know me, know my opinions, and the rest of you probably don’t care. My higher purpose here is to admonish everyone who, in putting forth their own opinion, is being rude to others. Yes, I have been guilty of engaging in some of these conversations, however I hope never to the point of abusing another individual and NEVER to the point of putting down an entire group of people. It is Christmas … there is a lot to do besides posting hate-filled rhetoric on blogs and social media sites! Go bake some cookies, wrap some presents, decorate your home, drive around and look at the pretty lights, invite some friends over, go fight the crowds at the mall, light some candles and have a glass of wine while remembering the many things you have to be thankful for, volunteer a few hours in a soup kitchen or homeless shelter. Do something that has more to do with LOVE and less to do with hate!

In our ethnically diffused society, Christmas has become a holiday for all to enjoy. Since Christianity is embraced by only about 28% of the world-wide population, I think it is a wonderful thing to see Christmas being shared by anyone who wishes, regardless of religious belief. Many Jews, Muslims and atheists are known to celebrate Christmas more as a secular holiday. It is a time, I think, for sharing love, for expressing hope for a brighter future, for sharing and for giving comfort to those less fortunate. For Christians, certainly it is a time to celebrate the birth of Christ. However you view it, it is NOT a time for spewing hatred. It is NOT a time for judging people based on criteria such as race, gender-orientation, culture, or any other superficial criteria.

I would like to take this opportunity to wish a MERRY CHRISTMAS to ALL of my friends, Christian as well as non-Christian, and to ask that those of you who are angry about something find positive things to do to bring the joy back into the holiday, into your heart.