Once upon a time — back in the 1960s, when I was growing up — we hunted Easter eggs on Easter morning. My mom and dad woke up early and hid the hard-boiled eggs my siblings and I had dyed and decorated on Saturday, all around the house. Also, marshmallow peeps and little chocolate eggs and chocolate bunnies. We each had an Easter basket, and it was something of a competition, because the eggs were surprisingly hard to find.
Sometimes, hard to reach, in fact.
There’s something wonderfully satisfying about eating a chocolate bunny you really had to work for.
Not “work” like digging a ditch, but “work” like focusing your attention and your creative intelligence. Really looking, above and below and everywhere.
I came across the photo, shown above, yesterday. A public Easter egg hunt somewhere in Arizona or maybe Nevada.
I was shocked. Looking at the photo, it was obvious that the children were faced with hundreds of eggs spread out in plain sight. Whoever organized this event had made no attempt whatsoever to “hide” the eggs.
Perhaps this is a reflection of the consumer society we now live in? The challenge of searching and finding has been eliminated? The job is merely to fill your basket as quickly as possible?
My own celebration of Easter, this year, was rather laid-back.
I probably could have hunted Easter eggs in the park, although “hunted” might not be the best term to use, these days…
Or I could have gone to church… or prayed for world peace…
But instead I found myself enjoying some of the messages posted on Truth Social. Which were easy to find. Just sitting there in plain sight. No hunting required.
Like this one from President Donald Trump. Addressed to the government of Iran.
Ha ha ha. Cracks me up!
Our President is such a joker! No one could possibly takes this post seriously, given that it was posted on Easter Sunday. Obviously, the President is goofing on the Iranian leaders.
Now…whether Iran’s Supreme Leader, Mojtaba Khamenei, and the Assembly of Experts have a sense of humor, I have no idea. I imagine they might accidentally take the President’s message seriously, considering what’s been going on lately. The bombing and so forth.
But whether or not the Iranian leaders have a sense of humor… they cannot eat chocolate bunnies. Or hunt Easter eggs. Nor can they allow their children to eat chocolate bunnies or hunt Easter eggs. I really don’t know much about Islam, but as innocent as it might seem to us to eat a chocolate bunny… to a practicing Muslim, chocolate bunnies have become infused with the Christian religion, and have thus become inedible.
That might be hard for some to accept. That a chocolate bunny could become symbolic of the Resurrection of Christ? But religion is a funny thing.
Not as funny as our President, of course. He’s probably the funniest thing going, these days.
No way would the President order the bombing of power plants and bridges in Iran. That would be an attack on civilian infrastructure, and would put the lives of ordinary civilians — men, women and children — in danger.
I mean, it’s just a little Easter joke. Right?
On the same page where I found the President’s joke, I found another joke, maybe even funnier, that was posted on Easter.
This looks a lot like President Trump posing with a bunch of smiling soldiers. You never know, these days, if this is a real photo, or a ‘deep fake’ created by AI. But I’m betting it’s a real photo. Just seems like the type of crowd our President would like to pose with.
The funny part, however, is the two guys just to the left of the President.
Not the guy to the immediate left, but the next two guys.
You be the judge.
Are those two soldiers playfully hugging in this photo? In a photo about “Pride Month”?
Like I said… you be the judge. I think it’s funny. Not everyone will feel that way.
But I certainly can’t imagine these guys dropping bombs on schools and hospitals. Certainly, not on Easter.
Underrated writer Louis Cannon grew up in the vast American West, although his ex-wife, given the slightest opportunity, will deny that he ever grew up at all. You can read more stories on his Substack account.