I Have Nothing to Say -- Leland Sapp

I Have Nothing to Say 
By Leland Sapp

     “I have nothing to say,” responded my friend when I asked him if he would say a few words during communion at our next church service.
      “I have nothing to say.”
I nodded, perplexed, but took his answer as a “no”.
      Twenty years later, I am still not exactly sure what he meant in that moment, but I find myself identifying with his seemingly self-defeated phrase. I know it's not entirely true, for I have many useful things to say. I'm just no longer motivated to say them aloud. I'm coming to believe that the world, for the most part, is not listening. It seems that more and more of us have the attention span of a shooting star. We thrive on seven second sound bytes that are too short to offer substantial solutions to complicated challenges. We experience bursts of emotion as our hot buttons are pushed by the media for the purpose of ratings rather than the betterment of society. In political debate, our passions flare like a match when struck before dying moments later leaving us empty and tired like the after-affect of a cheap energy drink.
      Then, there are people like Ron Paul who do have something to say. His ideas, if heeded, could fix the mess of Washington, but no one listens; not the media, not other politicians, and certainly not the rich and powerful. Nothing productive comes as pearls are thrown away on the passionate and misguided masses who continue to vote for the ideological color of the month. Yet, he continues to talk. I admire him as a man, who for decades has had something to say, and said it. But is Ron Paul better for it? Is America better for it?
I have yet to be convinced.