My Dad is a Cold War veteran. For part of his stint, he was stationed in Germany defending the Berlin Wall (or at least cooking for those not far from it). He was taught (perhaps like Mitt Romney) that the Russians are our true enemies. To this day, when Dad experiences static on his cell phone, trouble sending or receiving e-mails, or his cable TV goes on the blink, he declares –
It looks like the Russians are spying on us again.
Well, today I awoke and went to the computer to see my blog stats through the night. There I discovered that, while I was sleeping, someone from Russia was spying on me. Some “Russkie” as Slim Pickens from “Dr. Strangelove” would say, has viewed my blog and now there’s no telling what will happen.
I’m not going to panic. I mean, I’ve been dangerously exposed before.
– Like when my fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Underwood, caught me trading my baseball cards in class and took them away from me for a whole day. (I didn’t think I would ever get over that one.)
– Like when I wrote a pastoral e-mail reply to one person and clicked the “Reply All” button.
– Like last night, when I commented on a blog post that listed many ambitious worthwhile goals by writing, “You are a man on a mission.” And the reply came back, “Actually, I am a woman on a mission.”
But now, the Russians! That’s a different story. What should I do?
– Should I practice hiding under my desk like in those “Duck and Cover” drills we used to do in grade school?
– Should I contact the FBI and inform them my blog is under surveillance (as if they don’t already know)?
– Should I delete the post I did on “The Death (and ultimate life) of Ivan Ilych” for fear that Tolstoy is an enemy of the state?
So much fear and trembling. What to do? Lord, help me.
[pause for a brief period of intensive prayer]
Okay, I know what I’ve got to do.
– I will strengthen my feeble knees and dose up on some Alexander Solzhenitsyn (one Russian author I’ve not read).
– I will reflect in blog posts on themes of faith in my favorite Russian novelist Fyodor Dostoevsky.
– I will search out Russian bloggers who could be looking for “A Way With Words” without even knowing it.
If you are watching this, President Putin, beware! You may be able to pass legislation restricting Americans from adopting Russian children, but you can’t stop this American from exercising his freedom to reach Russian children (of all ages) with words of encouragement and hope.
Note to my Psychiatrist:
Dear, Dr.W_____, I got your message. No, I haven’t stopped taking my medicine. It’s true I didn’t get much sleep last night. But I promise you I haven’t been hearing any strange voices or seeing any unusual visions. Trust me on this one.
P.S. Do you know if Communists have an equivalent of a “fatwa”? Just wondering.