I Do Try to Talk about Everyday Things…

I Do Try to Talk about Everyday Things…

I know…my blog isn’t typical.  I’ve seen other blogs where people talk about their vacations, their work, their relationships, their hobbies, their kids; how they celebrated Thanksgiving, Easter, Christmas.  Mine is a bit, um, different, in that I talk about causes I am passionate about, statistics that grab and hold my attention, and of course, anything which I think needs to be changed, improved, or revolutionized.  I am a creature of the sixties, after all.  One can talk over coffee or over the phone about the above-mentioned things any day or any time of the week.  Maybe it’s just a question of category:  horses are abused and slaughtered all over the world every day God gives, so that’s an everyday thing, too.  Women and children are starving every day.  These everyday things are hardly grist for conversation but that, too, may be a social habit so entrenched that its ubiquitousness renders it invisible and thus not subject to analysis, like slavery in its time.  The culture of narcissism was thought to have died out after the seventies, but in this, the age of the tweet, it has emerged with a vengeance, with a new face…which looks remarkably like a face in shadow looking down, unmoving and unmoved, at the ipod in a poised, but limp, hand.  Don’t wanna go there.  If I were to, all I’d say is that I’m watching “Lawrence of Arabia” (for the fourth time…great film!) and trying to stay awake until Dave gets in from his annual six-day Florida golf trip.  Now really…do you care? (Yawn….)

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