Gen X is aging, and we’re grumpy with it.
Generation X – we did stuff, we saw stuff Generation X – Gen X as we like to be called – spans the fifteen years from 1965 to 1980 which makes us now, in 2024, middle-aged. That burns a bit. We were the cool kids, generationally speaking, at least we like to think so. To hear us talk, you’d think we invented everything, including hardship. … Continue reading Gen X is aging, and we’re grumpy with it.
Jordan Peterson and the Fruit of the Poisonous Tree
Conservative men My father is confrontational. He can’t help it. Sometimes, it’s fun. I don’t mind a debate, and we disagree about much, so topics abound. However, he started listening to conservative radio about fifteen years ago: the change to his personality in certain areas has been disheartening. So, there are now topics I would prefer we didn’t discuss. He has a hard time with … Continue reading Jordan Peterson and the Fruit of the Poisonous Tree
We get offended: Our pet peeves are important to us.
We’re not so tolerant of people choosing to do things differently than we would, especially when it comes to minutiae. We sweat the small stuff. We can manage peaceful coexistence when it comes to the bigger issues – conservative or liberal, religious or atheist, Pepsi or Coke: when it comes to these things, most of the time we agree to disagree. Yes, there are wars … Continue reading We get offended: Our pet peeves are important to us.
Mastitis, not breast cancer – an off-the-cuff joint.
It has been a tense week. I’ve appreciated the kind words and the reaching out very much. Worry is a hard thing to carry alone. One of the annoying things about cancer is its permanence. Once you’ve had it, the possibility of getting it again is ever in your mind. It takes up mental space. So many things we’d rather not, do. Sometimes, it feels … Continue reading Mastitis, not breast cancer – an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast 