Ashes to ashes, dust to dust I wonder if, in days of old, we were as concerned about legacy and “leaving a mark” as we are now. I suppose, in a way, the obsession with sons and the family name is a type of that. Donald Trump is an example of this trend, of this desperate desire to secure a legacy in the face of … Continue reading What We Leave Behind When We Go – an off-the-cuff joint
‘Doing the right thing’ and ‘being fair’ are virtues I aspire to, and this has been true much of my life, though I look at other people’s situations with kinder eyes now, now that I’m older. I could be harsh in my youth when I perceived failure in these areas. This was an especial problem with my eating disorder. The behaviours it demanded led to … Continue reading Do The Right Thing.
I’ve always had an overdeveloped sense of fairness. I say “overdeveloped” because it’s a charge that’s been levelled at me on more than one occasion. Overdeveloped. Aggressive. Judgmental. Rigid. We do like to throw adjectives at people when we disagree with them. I don’t know that the adjectives are entirely incorrect. I can be outspoken when it comes to my ethical convictions. I can be … Continue reading Ethics and the hard line
I don’t have a list of rules for living kicking about the house, though I do have “The Desiderata” hanging on a wall in the garage. I just try to do the right thing. That’s it. “Do the right thing” is the principle that defines how I try to live. I don’t always do it well: my PTSD is currently active and what that looks … Continue reading Do the right thing – an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast 