Watch out for the joy-stealers: gossip, criticism, complaining, faultfinding, and a negative, judgmental attitude.
I have been worried lately that too many of us seem to only be able to find fault. In the political debates most seem to only throw mud suggesting no alternatives other than they could do better while providing little in rational workable solutions to today’s problems. Those who do try to offer well thought out workable solutions are shouted down by those who have no answers themselves other than dislike for the thoughtful.
In last week’s TV show the Blue Bloods actress Sami Gayle quoted Teddy Roosevelt during a family discussion around an event where her grandfather’s speech at a University was shouted down by critics that wouldn’t listen. Here is the quote.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
There are far too many caring good men and women doing their best to keep our country great to demean their efforts. We are better than that, or at least I hope we are. I keep waiting for the process to wean out those who seem to believe that we are so gullible that we will buy their siren song.
It is much easier to be critical than to be correct.
The little girl knelt in the confessional and said, "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned."
"What is it, my child?"
The girl said, "Father, I have committed the sin of vanity. Twice a day I gaze at myself in the mirror and tell myself how beautiful I am."
The priest turned, took a good look at the girl, and said, "My dear, I have good news. That isn't a sin - it's only a mistake."
The best way to make a long story short is to stop listening.
Ambivalent? Well, yes and no.
A census taker in a rural area went up to a farmhouse and knocked. When a woman came to the door, he asked her how many children she had and their ages.
She said, "Les' see now, there's the twins, Margie and Mikey, they're eighteen. And the twins, Pam & Sam, they're sixteen. And the twins, Sissy and Missy, they're fourteen."
"Hold on!" said the census taker, "Did you get twins every time?"
The woman answered, "Heck no, there were hundreds of times we didn't get nothin'."
"After Mama gave birth to 12 of us kids, we put her up on a pedestal. It was mostly to keep Daddy away from her."
A limousine had encountered a red traffic light and was waiting for it to change when a small mini also drives up. The haughty businessman in the back of the limousine started bragging to the mini owner that his was the best car that money could buy.
"This is the best limo that money can buy. It has ABS, airbags for all passengers, automatic climate control, onboard computer control system, photo chromatic glass, mini bar, a television with satellite dish embedded in the roof, blah blah blah...."
At this point the mini owner interrupted.
"But do you have a video in there?"
The light changed at this point, and the limo driver pulled off. The businessman in back felt a bit down that he didn't have this simple item, and that very day had one installed in the limo.
A few days passed by, and again the limo was at a traffic light when the businessman spotted the mini again. It was pulled over to a side, with the glasses all steamed up, and steam coming from a half open window. Upon seeing this, the businessman got out of his car and knocked on the window of the mini. After a few moments, the mini owner poked his head out (which was dripping with water, by the way!)
"I installed a VCR in my limo", said the businessman proudly.
The mini-man responded:
"You got me out of the shower for THAT?"
"Middle age is the awkward period when Father Time starts catching up with Mother Nature."
Signs Found In the Kitchen
*So this isn't Home Sweet Home ... Adjust!
*Ring bell for maid service. If no answer, do it yourself!
*I clean house every other day. Today is the other day.
*If you write in the dust, please don't date it!
*I would cook dinner but I can't find the can opener!
*A clean kitchen is the sign of a wasted life.
*My house was clean last week, too bad you missed it!
*I came, I saw, I decided to order take out.
*If you don't like my standards of cooking ... lower your standards.
*Although you'll find our house a mess, Come in, sit down, converse.
*It doesn't always look like this: Some days it's even worse.
*A messy kitchen is a happy kitchen, and this kitchen is delirious.
*A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand!
*Thou shalt not weigh more than thy refrigerator.
*Blessed are they who can laugh at themselves for they shall never cease to be amused.
*Countless number of people have eaten in this kitchen and gone on to lead normal lives.
*My next house will have no kitchen ... just vending machines.
*I'd live life in the fast lane, but I am married to a speed bump.
*Mother does not live here anymore, clean up your own mess.
*Martha Stewart doesn't live here!!
Those of us who shout the loudest about Americanism in making character assassinations are all too frequently those who, by our own words and acts, ignore some of the basic principles of Americanism: The right to criticize. The right to hold unpopular beliefs. The right to protest. The right of independent thought.
Margaret Chase Smith
NOTE: I am off to the oral surgeon this morning to remove a molar. I am told this will take my mind off my back pain. If it does it so well that I am still benefiting from the pain there may be no Daily tomorrow.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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