Dharma Warriors

The Myanmar Buddhist monks (some 100,000) who protested their governing iron-fisted junta are incredibly courageous in my book. I mean who does that? Face certain beatings, incarceration, SAWs (Squad Automatic Weapons), and certain death. It takes strength, unity, and unflinching purpose to stand-up to trigger happy troops in nothing but a robe and sandals. These are the modern-day Dharma Warriors, and it takes uncommon compassion and wisdom to peacefully protest a government bent on wielding it's seized legitimacy vis a vis firepower, violence, and sporadic ass-kicking. While others may watch in disbelief, mock the monks for their sheer suicidal stupidity, and laugh in amusement, I cannot but help feel inspired by these monks. I will bitch less the next time a cop pulls me over for an expired safety sticker and asks for identification while I angrily whine under my breath about "fighting the power" and "standin' up to the mofo-fuckin' Man!" I will not get sassy at the drive-thru when that pimply high school part-timer forgets my sweet-n-sour sauce for my McNuggets, and I scream out in protest, "Oh, the injustice!" I will not bitch, moan, or throw infantile tantrums when google asks for personal information after I've entered my password three times, incorrectly. And I will forgive my enemies and not express my obvious bitterness and inability to come to terms with their wrongdoings (my own as well) in future blogs.

Plain and simple, I will not be a whiny bastard in the future. It takes strength and courage to get through life. Just ask the monks. Now, if I could only have 1/100,000,000th of their strength and courage then I'd be a lifetime closer to my own buddha-nature and probably a lot happier in life. We all want happiness; anybody that tells you different is a liar. How many are willing to die for it? In Myanmar at least 100,000 are, and that's just counting the monks.