By chance, I noticed that today is February 29. I supposed that this is special. I cannot get excited. It’s just another day (but it does provide a topic, which I cannot repeat for a few years).
Then again, I supposed that it might be special for anyone needing to fill in some form with that date. It means that he or she can celebrate a birthday once every four years, or four times at once. That’s a whole bunch of presents and a load of cake (present good; too much cake not so good).
What can others do to make this day special? Nothing. No company had thought up a way to make money, so most ignore it.
Should I feel grateful to have an “extra” day? No. It’s not extra; it’s just another day, made special by a calendar notation. It’s mathematics, which controls everything in the universe in which we exist. Life is one long thread, from beginning to end, so one more or less day in February will not make a difference.
Men have always detested women's gossip because they suspect the truth:
Their measurements are being taken and compared.
The article linked below is from the Guardian and deals with privacy, or growing lack there of. People seem to be surprised that phone and computer apps record private data and that companies use that data for their own purposes (ie. making money...it’s always about money, as we have so often seen). Anyone that accepts a free shop loyalty card should not be surprised that his or her purchases are noted and analyzed. The iPhone feature, which lets you “Find Your Phone”, allows anyone to find you.
I do not have store loyalty cards, although I do have two allowing me to purchase in limited access, wholesaler stores. I do not care what they know, because I ignore any advertising. Most of my shopping is done at outdoor market stands (all yet to join the computer age) and local shops, such as the butcher, the baker, the can--no, no candles, but fishmonger, a cheese shop, and a green grocer. I am certain that each notes my likes and dislikes and know about my life, my family, and other gossip. A few have paper loyalty cards (buy ten loaves of bread and get one free), but none require a name. None has a website or an app.
Gossip, female intuition, and human curiosity have always played a role in daily transactions. Computers merely mechanize what has thrived on this planet for since trading began.
Companies might collect data, but the ladies in the shops will always know more...and talk about it.
I do not enjoy breakfast in bed. When awake, I get up. I prefer to eat at some place other than bed. It’s okay in a hospital, but I try to avoid such situations.
That said, I do not mind serving breakfast to my wife, who enjoys having it in bed. I do not understand this joy, but add it to the list of things which I do not understand...
I'm completely in favor of the separation of Church and State.
My idea is that these two institutions screw us up enough on their own,
so both of them together is certain death.
Some evil character (I think his name is Satan or something beginning with S) is harping on about eliminating the separation of church and state, as wished by the Founding Fathers (who such turkeys always claim to revere and uphold). He must not notice how insidious religion has become in the country, which he wishes to further ruin. No European government would have a religious figure open a political meeting or session. No leader would ask for the blessing of an imaginary deity. No other country would be arrogant enough to claim to be preferred by a deity.
I recall, as a school child, when the words "under god" were added to the Pledge of Allegiance, which we were forced to recite each day. Now, many years later, history seems to reveal that the country has declined since those words were added.
I see that Academy Awards is beneficiary of the Wizard of Oz treatment. Some Dorothy has been peeking behind the curtain and revealed—surprise!—that people voting for the Oscar winners are mostly male, white, and older. Duh!
Hypocrisy has bubbled to the surface of the swamp once again in the country, which is the porn capital of the world and has given humanity Hooters and lap dancing.
It seems that people are “upset” about two dresses, which graced the Academy Awards ceremony. Angelina Jolie displayed more leg than many would like to deny admiring, but less than one can see most television programs. Jennifer Lopez had the audacity to upset women, who are forced to confront unattractive faces in mirrors, by sporting a dress that lacked fabric on her sternum. People, whose brains have been pickled by too much pornography, imagined seeing a portion of her anatomy that should be revealed only to feeding infants. More intelligent voices suggest that it was a shadow, but who wants to listen to intelligent voices.
All this would be amusing, if it were not so tragic. Next year, the Academy should hand out awards for hypocrisy and preempt the fuss.
Fear makes strangers of people who would be friends.
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.