There is nothing less respected in our society than honesty.
The truth teller is, and always will be, a social pariah.
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Dance
If you can't dance, at least tap your foot to the beat of the music. Life is movement and movement is life.
Friday, May 2, 2014
Picture Round
The picture round at trivia is usually the hardest, but once we drew in the mustaches, the rest was easy:
Practice
"You can't win. You're a born failure. No one loves you. You're worthless. Hanging you would be a waste of rope."
I'm thinking of starting a second career as a non-motivational speaker. . .
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Lacking
Some people are just lacking. In intelligence, in sophistication, in insight, in empathy, in common sense, in emotional depth. It isn't their fault. They were born that way or raised that way; I don't know which. Don't argue with them. Argument is pointless. They will never see your point or anyone else's. Don't be sarcastic. They don't understand sarcasm. They will only mistake it for cruelty. Cut them out of your life if you must, but do so as gently as you can. They will never understand you, but that doesn't make them bad people. They aren't stupid, they aren't wicked, they aren't blind or deaf, and they aren't being difficult on purpose. They are just lacking.
Our Decrepit Nursery
Old men rule an infants' school
Government fatal to babes in the cradle
The pseudo-wise sham half-open eyes.
Greedy ghouls lap stagnant pools
Their thirst for evil sanctified by people
Wraiths given reign to glorify pain.
Government fatal to babes in the cradle
The pseudo-wise sham half-open eyes.
Madness tools the thoughts of fools
Declaring reason the ultimate treason
Finding favor in blood's salt savor.
Greedy ghouls lap stagnant pools
Their thirst for evil sanctified by people
Wraiths given reign to glorify pain.
Children rule an ancient school
Adolescent boys dominate and destroy
Too young to see their sterility.
Prudent Consumer
Once he's made the decision to use the moldy bread, the prudent man eats his sandwich with his eyes closed.
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