Illegal Immigrant Solution

By Raoul Pascual

Raoul’s Two Cents: October 18, 2024

Nobody Special

And now the news.

Another colorful week in politics just passed. The politicians are still slugging it out and hurling insults and innuendos at each other. One politician (whom we shall name Candidate X) has called for backup, so politicians of yesteryear joined the campaign to wave their flag of allegiance. Unfortunately, some of their negative side comments have garnered more interest than their intended message and this started rumors of a failing campaign. As a result, the racial political demographics have shifted. Many are realizing that their party’s trajectory no longer align with theirs. If this all sounds confusing to you, that’s because this is the ambiguous world of modern politics — where handshakes and prepared speeches mask the evil behind those practiced smiles and the puppet handlers above. Poor Candidate X.

Contrast that to Elon Musk who just unveiled his latest gizmos. This high functioning autistic engineering genius paraded his Optimus humanoid robots who danced, conversed and served drinks to a mesmerized crowd. If all goes well, these robots will be available next year for $20k to $30k. In this same event he introduced his fully automated CyberCab and Robovan (a driverless boxy but sleek electric vehicle that seats 20 passengers). Uber’s CEO sees the writing on the wall and is eager to partner with Tesla. And somewhere in the Florida coastline, the biggest, heaviest, meanest Starlink rocket booster was caught safely in the robotic arms he designed — ready for reuse for the next launch.

Let’s face it, Elon is the neurotic, smarter classmate everyone hates but secretly want to be. If only Candidate X had a fraction of his brain cells. Sadly, Candidate X is trying so hard to sound intelligent but how can one generate brilliance when there’s no gas to start the old noggin running?

Sometimes I feel sorry for Candidate X. I can relate. I always knew that I wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. Growing up I struggled with reading and math comprehension while my high-functioning siblings garnered academic honors left and right. I remember my Mom gave us aptitude tests. She was all praises with the others but her forlorn expression (upon seeing my results) told me I was a misfit. But my Mom encouraged me on the little things I did well. I was quite an artist. She would always have me draw her Christmas cards. I was good with my hands — I could fix things. I was the only one who had to climb the 20 foot mango tree and hang up our Christmas lights every year. I was the only one who helped my Dad fix our blue Chevy van almost every weekend while the others played. When I complained why no one else was helping, they said I was “good at it.”

I was swift as a deer and I outran everyone. My coordination was so good, no one could shoot me down in Touchball. I rarely got sick. And I made friends … lots of friends. I guess nobodies like other nobodies. My parents spent on my sisters to have piano lessons, guitar lessons and Hula dancing. They never asked me if I was interested. I had to learn music on my own. I had to borrow my sisters’ guitar. I always felt I was handed the leftovers but that was fine. I didn’t deserve them anyway.

I never thought I was anything special. Lucky at times but never special. And then one day someone explained the Gospel to me. The Bible told me that God loves me … that God wants the best for me … and that I was special in His eyes. And that made all the difference in the world.

If you’re a nobody, welcome to the club. But please remember, you’re also special in His sight.

Of course, this is just me. TGIF people!

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“Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them.” — William Shakespeare

“Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.” — Mark Twain

“Nothing is more simple than greatness; indeed, to be simple is to be great.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson

“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.” — James 1:17