Big Bird, Report to Ft. Hood — Please

Big Bird is on my mind these days. And Ernie and Cookie Monster and others. Today is the 40th anniversary of the first broadcast of Sesame Street.

Sesame StreetThat neighborhood, like Mr. Rogers’, is important to me even though I am not part of the Sesame Street generation. My daughters are, and I watched it with them. I feel like  like an uncle to Big Bird.

Did you notice that nobody ever killed anyone of Sesame Street? It may be the safest street in America. Characters had hurt feelings all the time, or misunderstood things, but nobody ever let anger, sadness, or depression, get so out of control that anyone died because of it.

I wish Maj. Nidal Malik Hasan could have remembered Sesame Street. Maybe he could have talked to someone about his troubles and anger. Or maybe the military personnel who give Muslim colleagues a hard time could remember the Sesame Street lessons about accepting everyone. Or maybe the FBI could have paid more attention.

Somehow, the folks on “the street” would have found a way to help. They are still teaching children about peace, and acceptance, and helping each other.

Help us, God, each one of us, to do the same. No more Ft. Hoods.