This is not an article about marijuana.
The title just got me thinking about someone who leaves no stone unturned in his or her relentless effort to right a wrong.
The joke – and play on words – concerns ‘scientists’ who, wanting to study the effects of cannabis on birds – terns specifically – got carried away in their experiments to the end that no tern was left un-stoned.
And consequently flew – if they did fly – rather aimlessly.
A no-stone-unturned approach to matters of moment in contrast, is to be anything but aimless.
If in fact something matters, some wrong needs to be righted, some injustice shouts for attention, then due diligence is expected, a call to arms is shouted; there is an unrest, sleepless nights tossing and turning while every effort is made, such that – to mix metaphors – no stone is left unturned, the tea is thrown in the harbor, cries of ‘Remember the Alamo’, are heard and seen and rallied to.
In his book “The Way of the Wild Heart”, John Eldredge references a scene from the movie “Open Range.”
“The town has been taken over by bad guys, the crooks having installed their own sheriff and hired gunslingers to frighten the citizens into submission.
“Two cowboys come to town to get some justice for a murder.
“In the saloon, they try to rouse the men of the town to action.
“One of the local tradesmen says, ‘It’s a shame what this town’s come to,’ to which one of the cowboys replies, ‘You could do something about it.’
“‘What?’ the frightened man replies. ‘We’re freighters. Ralph here’s a shopkeeper.’”
To which one of the two cowboys says, “You’re men, ain’t ya?”
No excuses. No sitting around the saloon crying in your beer, bemoaning the injustices of the world. But rather strapping it on, saddling up, hitting the trail for what’s true and right.
Got an issue like that?
