Because I feel so strongly about a recent post I read by Emily Frankel on her terrific blog, Em’s Talkery, I want to share the link and just a bit of what she wrote. Her topic was displaced people.
Twelve year-old Atahurahman, crammed in a boat for 3½ months with 400 people, had to sit with knees bent, hugging his knees, as they ran out of food and people started drinking their own urine.
He’s a Rohingya. no country accepts them… It’s a horrendous story of slow genocide, and the world looks away.
Another thoughtful writer, Cara Lopez Lee, made this comment on Em’s post.
I’ll admit, Em, when I see refugees floating in boats from nowhere to nowhere I see them as canaries in the coal mine of overpopulation, which is the greatest culprit in global warming. I fear that this is where humanity is heading if we keep going the direction we are going: world food shortages, severe weather, lack of clean water.
Reading the post and the comments made me realize even more that we cannot just keep sliding along, hoping the disaster that could happen if we don’t change our ways, won’t. Environmental and global issues are serious, and each of us must do our part. Lower our carbon footprint. Recycle. Re-use. Re-purpose. Advocate to save the bees and butterflies and our water and our earth.
And we can’t keep turning a blind eye to people like this young man just because it is not expedient to take in more refugees.
Okay enough of a downer. Now it’s time for some fun.
Here are a few truths some of us can relate to more than others. I’m referring to us older, more mature people. (smile)
Sometimes I’ll look at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.
I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.
There is great need for a sarcasm font.
How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment when you know that you just aren’t going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.
I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
The following was sent to me by my sister, who likes to share a joke. These quips remind me of Steven Wright’s comedy routines and were taken from the blog, Suddenly Senior, Ramblings of A Retired Mind.
I was thinking about how a status symbol of today is those cell phones that everyone has clipped onto their belt or purse. I can’t afford one. So I’m wearing my garage door opener.
You know, I spent a fortune on deodorant before I realized that people didn’t like me anyway.
I was thinking that women should put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans!
I was thinking about old age and decided that old age is when you still have something on the ball but you are just too tired to bounce it.
I thought about making a fitness movie for folks my age and call it ‘Pumping Rust’.
“Prose is architecture, not interior decoration.” Ernest Hemingway
“Most writers regard the truth as their most valuable possession, and therefore are most economical in its use.” Mark Twain
“A blank piece of paper is God’s way of telling us how hard it is to be God.” Sidney Sheldon
“First, find out what your hero wants, then just follow him!” Ray Bradbury
“It is perfectly okay to write garbage—as long as you edit brilliantly.” C. J. Cherryh
That’s it for me, folks. I am traveling this weekend to the East Texas Bookfest in Tyler, TX . If you live nearby, come on over on Saturday. I’d love to meet you.
Before you go, take a few seconds and leave a comment. Which joke did you like best? Have one of your own to share? What about the writer’s quotes? Which one resonated with you?