I once slipped my hand into my mother's red coat pocket as I'd been trained to do and followed her down the steps into the station subway...and then heard my name being called by my mother from behind me.
The woman wearing the same coat as my mum also had a delightfully surprised look on her face when she realised I'd attached myself to her.
Should I really be posting I'll answer to anything and walk off with anyone, on a dating website?
Talking of nick names, I was quizzing my dad on our family tree and he couldn't remember his eldest sister's real name. I was going to have much luck entering 'Sis' in a search engine.
They either feminise it (Jackie), or come up with names like Sam, or Jo because they remember it's blokey, but can't remember which one, or I get demands to explain myself.
I had a C-section...and an experience which left me somewhat ghostly.
Having come so close to death (the anaesthetic didn't work, it hurt a bit, when pain becomes unbearable the body very kindly goes on strike) I have come to believe that in life we underestimate the magnitude of life and death, not to mention the power of the mind.
Fear of, and prejudice towards mental illness, or alternative belief systems is ingrained in our cultures and minds. It takes effort to examine our responses and rationalise them.
It takes effort to not jump to the idea that someone who is away with the fairies has a higher potential to cause harm than someone who tows the party line.
The deeper levels of conditioning, the less obvious ones, can be more harmful, but just as irrational as the seemingly bizarre postulations of an alternative thinker.
I've just read your last post again Riz, and had another thought, or two.
"...as we just don’t know if someone with a mental condition, that on the surface appears harmless, but deep inside, maybe could be triggered to do something extraordinary and possibly harmful..."
We don't know if someone without a mental illness who on the surface appears harmless, but deep inside, maybe could be triggered to do something extraordinary and possibly harmful.
I can't help thinking we're getting into Minority Report territory here, which, whilst an interesting philosophical brain-teaser, is somewhat clouded by prejudice if only people deemed to have mental health issues are targeted.
It also seems reminiscent of unmarried mothers being locked up in psychiatric institutions. It was societal values, fears and discomfort which lead to that shameful part of our history. Can we let our fears, values and discomfort lead us to repeat those infringements on human rights?
I once met a chap out walking who had three, fine Rhodesian Ridgebacks...and a mutt.
The mutt, a smallish lurcher I thought, attached herself to him when he was on holiday and he couldn't bring himself to leave her behind.
She ran rings round the much larger, dignified dogs and generally ruled the hearts of all four blokes.
I hear what you're saying Imp, the man spent a small fortune on getting her home and badly needed medical treatment, but like Molly, I say thank goodness for people who fall in love.
Who knows, maybe she set the chap on a path of adopting other mutts, or fostering, or involvement in local rescue organisations.
My cousin has rescued dogs from other European countries. We don't have a common language, so I don't know why. I suspect it was because they were in greater need, or at higher risk. She also rescued a pig which was going to be barbecued at a party she attended. I've never met her, but I like her already.
"There's y'all's bus/flight back. Hand over whatever money you have to help with the costs."
Is Trump building railroads?
Although he was short on specifics, the president said every federal dollar invested should be "leveraged by partnering with state and local governments and, where appropriate, tapping into private sector investment to permanently fix the infrastructure deficit."
"We will build gleaming new roads, bridges, highways, railways and waterways across our land," said Trump. ~ Progressive Railroading
I can't say I spend any time listening to Trump, but I wonder if he deliberately plays on the phenomenon.
It's jolly insidious if he does.
It might speak volumes about the self-, other- and social-awareness of his supporters. It might speak volumes about the esteem with which Trump regards his supporters.
I hope I don't get one of those ridiculously long scarves for my birthday. I can't manage ridiculously long hair and a ridiculously long scarf. I might not get to the rebirth bit.
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RE: Change your name change your life
I once slipped my hand into my mother's red coat pocket as I'd been trained to do and followed her down the steps into the station subway...and then heard my name being called by my mother from behind me.The woman wearing the same coat as my mum also had a delightfully surprised look on her face when she realised I'd attached myself to her.
Should I really be posting I'll answer to anything and walk off with anyone, on a dating website?