I worked my entire post-food service life in offices. My first such gig was working as a clerk in the registrar's office of a non-fictional New England college or university. There was a woman who worked there I found to be completely and utterly detestable.
They say everything ends badly (or else it wouldn't end).
They also say all good things come to an end.
Ergo, all good things end badly.
Or is it that bad things never end?
More importantly, who are they and why do they keep saying these things?
I'm fascinated by the side effects of pharmaceuticals. I've noted in the past that if "coma or death" aren't mentioned, they're just not trying hard enough. (I want to help you so badly I'm willing to kill you to do it!) I'm not even sure what they're treating; psoriatic skin conditions, diabetes, heart conditions, depression? Given the downside (to coma or death), I have to think it isn't male pattern baldness. Erectile dysfunction? Would you risk death just to - wait, what am I saying? Of course you would.
I heard a new one last night: Unusual urges.
Naming is powerful. It imputes meaning. Something to be taken with serious consideration. That's rarely the case, of course. Branding. Marketing. The Big Lie. It makes it feel shiny and new like a luxury automobile carrying more cameras and compute power than the Apollo 11 lunar lander, or a pasta maker that's also a juicer, or an ointment that makes you look like you're fourteen years old again. Do those side-by-side photos really look different to you?
When did people become so resistant to facts?
Like… Always? I see you, Galileo.
As a pre-teen in Sunday School, I never got the Parable of the Prodigal Son. Maybe because I was the good son. "What the hell, Dad?!?! You know Eric is a loser!" Well, I didn't say that out loud, of course, because saying "What the heck, Dad?!?!?" really wouldn't have carried the same weight.
I truly was the good son.
We're not there yet.
Are we ever?
I don't know who it was who first said that life was a journey, not a destination, but it's clearly another example of how the truth is a bumper sticker that makes you say, "I knew that."
