I wish that I could play the piano and/or the guitar. Sadly, I cannot. It’s my mother’s fault: she did not beat me enough. She offered piano lessons, but I would hide and avoid them…and not practice. Because she was too nice, she let me get a way with it.
The guitar part was my own fault. I bought a guitar in Vietnam, but gave up after a few times trying. Perhaps, this was left over from my piano sloth.
I must settle with listening to more-talented and/or diligent people.
The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don't have any.
Stories of the recent Greek election and the imagined consequences have filled the media in recent days. Two sayings came to mind, one in English and one in German.
This is a case of “after all is said and done, more will be said than done. And, “es wird immer heisse gekocht also es gegessen wird”. (Things are cooked hotter than they are eaten.)
Too many people become excited—positively and negatively—by the statements of politicians. Not enough people become disturbed by the actions of those same politicians, many—if not most—of which have a negative impact on peoples’ lives. Hot air does not hurt, but cold facts can.
I noted, with interest, that snow has fallen on Massachusetts, happy to be located far away. I recall such events in my youthful years, when massive snowfall caused school to be cancelled for a week. At the time, I did not understand—but was pleased—why school yards had to wait for snowploughs to clear the business district. Now, I do. Snow was hauled away in dump trucks to make a huge pile, which did not fully melt until summer. We enjoyed digging caves in high drifts or piles beside the street, which had been deposited by ploughs. I am sure that my mother was not happy to have us kids home all day nor the constant supply of wet play clothes.