After my many years of assisting travelers in Mexico with inevitable bumps in the road, the jury is still out on whether the lactobacillus acidophilus I often suggested actually helps control traveler’s diarrhea (“the big D”). The idea was to crowd out the “bad flora” from that piece of lettuce on last night’s salad by flooding our system with good flora. Just send mobs and mobs of good bacteria from yogurt or those nifty gel-caps so the bad guys are overwhelmed. Not sure if it made good medical sense, but the “kill ’em with kindness” attack mode fit for me, and sure couldn’t hurt, right?
These days when the air waves are so full of not-so-random expressions of hatred and bigotry, of other-bashing, of blind admiration of the naked emperor’s clothes (I apologize for that image), it seems that the bad flora is running amok. It feels more and more urgent to consider consciously and continuously seeding good flora, whether by sharing chocolate with friends or performing radical RAKs. Random Acts of Kindness. Whatever our method, it is time to flood our system with good flora. While this may well be simplistic, it cannot be wrong, right?
Today I may leave a book of poetry on a bench on campus. Or draw a smiley face on my rent check. None of these actions may stop the big D, but it may make me feel better in the meantime*.
*…and meanwhile I do not abdicate my civic responsibility to face hatred and bigotry where they may appear and appropriately denounce.