My recent correspondence with my representatives in DC . . .
Writing to implore you to read and share (URL below) with as many lawmakers as possible. It appears that most of them do not understand their responsibility in following-through on a special counsel investigation.
Childhood is so gloriously simple, for those fortunate enough to have caring, loving and providing parent(s). I was fortunate. I can still recapture, or should I say remember, that carefree feeling that was my life for, what now in reality was, a few short years. There is no deep-seated desire to return to those times. They were wonderful for what they were. . . a beginning. An introduction. A primer. I recall a time when I perceived all adults to be 'wise' (for lack of a better word) simply by virtue of their years. And rightly, thanks to Mom and Dad, accorded them the proper respect that adults were due as a result. I'm not certain when, but at one point, most probably shortly after entering school, I realized that things would not remain as easy going as in the past. The status quo was about to be shaken. There would soon be additional responsibilities, or complications, in my simple, carefree life. Again, rightly so. Now, in addition to having to decide in which direction I would ride my bike, whether I wanted grape or cherry-flavored bubblegum and what television program I would watch upon my arrival home, I had to integrate several hours of school, some homework, new friends and a social component to which I was quite simply not accustomed.
It can be rejuvenating to be alone, free from responsibility and not particularly motivated towards anything constructive, particularly after a relatively hectic period. It's like. . . like being. . . seven years old again. It does however, frequently become boring and/or evokes a certain guilt about not 'really' accomplishing anything. And then, of course, you begin to miss the people that have gone elsewhere which rendered you alone in the first place.
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(from Wikipedia.com) Denial (also called abnegation) is a defense mechanism postulated by Sigmund
Freud, in which a person is faced with a fact that is too
uncomfortable to accept and rejects it instead, insisting that it is not
true despite what may be overwhelming evidence. The subject may use:
simple denial: deny the reality of the unpleasant fact
altogether
The concept of denial is particularly important to the study of addiction. The theory of denial was
first researched seriously by Anna
Freud. She classified denial as a mechanism of the immature mind, because it conflicts
with the ability to learn from and cope with reality. Where denial
occurs in mature minds, it is most often associated with death, dying
and rape.
More recent research has significantly expanded the scope and utility of
the concept. Elisabeth Kübler-Ross used denial as
the first of five stages in the psychology of a dying
patient, and the idea has been extended to include the reactions of
survivors to news of a death. Thus, when parents are informed of the
death of a child, their first reaction is often of the form, "No! You
must have the wrong house, you can't mean our child!"
* the popular conservative presidential candidate this year has little to no footing in the real social world choosing instead to prescribe to an ancient, archaic and tribal concept of religion which divides (in that anyone who disagrees with that concept is branded as 'prosecutorial') the public
* every human being deserves respect and equal rights and protection under the law [in spite of personal social or religious bias based upon ancient. . . (see above)]
* the current global economic conditions are a result of more than eight years of deregulation and abuse and no human being currently in office is or could possibly be capable of undoing what has taken that long to do
* and. . . .
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I have NOT been bored since I was probably 20 years old. What once seemed a fate worse than death. But now, with additional years and responsibility, the very prospect of having more time available that activities to fill it holds desirability comparable to that of winning the lottery.
. . . eight hours of work five days a week, composers group meetings and plans to be made, band rehearsals, playing piano, composing, transcribing, recording, cooking, cleaning, sleeping, moving furniture, clothes etc. for the painter, preparing for my son's shoulder surgery, attempting to stay warm as winter winds down, hearing of Tokyo's severe earthquake and resultant tsunami activity with warnings issued for the U.S. West Coast where another son resides wondering if he is aware, wondering how close he is to the ocean, wondering how high in altitude is his neighborhood, mentally planning how to accomplish my goals at work today in half a workday. . .
Ah, to be able to wander down the alley, kicking a stone and wondering how to fill the hours of just another day. BORING!!!???
