The word de jour is agency.
Euphemisms are a sort of mask
It seems as if we are particularly fond of masks these days.
Masks not only to protect I and thou from covid-19.
Masks to protect us from knowing we have more than our share.
Food challenged = hungry
Housing challenged = homeless
Income challenged = poverty
Welfare = assistance = physically or emotionally ill
We have the agency to be poor?
The agency to make choices?
The agency to not choose mental illness, addiction, hopelessness?
The agency to seek hope when it has all been stolen.
Can one choose the agency to be food challenged?
To be homeless?
Perhaps agency is a blue light special at K Mart
Perhaps agency is stocked near the cash register at the local convenient store
We righteously give to the less fortunate
We do not want to know that we know that we are one paycheck from
hunger
homelessness
property
desperation
illness
We do not want to hear
Black Lives Matter demands agency.
Me Too Movement demands agency.
Immigrants fleeing financial, social and political violence demand agency.
Without masks we are in danger of not only covid 19
But the disease of knowing.
The real disease is the discomfort
of knowing.
Of knowing that we know.
Of hoping we do not see beneath the mask of euphemisms.
We do not want to know that agency equals freedom.
That freedom is claimed and not often given
to other than the chosen few.
Written March 9, 2021
Jimmy F Pickett
coachpickett.org