Showing posts with label small. Show all posts
Showing posts with label small. Show all posts

Friday, May 8, 2020

Small . . .


. . . VERY small . . .

(from https://www.nbcnews.com/think/opinion/trump-s-twitter-rant-against-lincoln-project-s-mourning-america-ncna1200881)
". . . At 1 a.m., you hope your president is asleep, getting ready for the next day's challenges. Trump, though, wasn't on Tuesday. And that is because he is a small man for whom American lives and economic fortunes are a distant second to his own ego. . ."






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Friday, April 20, 2018

Bruises . . .



Bruises received
Are never acceptable
Inflicted by life though
Can be bad or good
Tacky to flaunt them
But sometimes they seem
A well-needed lesson
Be it small or extreme


Bruises
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Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Raccoon. . .


 
(from "Life Among the Lutherans" by Garrison Keillor)
". . . In Lake Wobegon, you learned about being All Right.  Life is complicated, so think small.  You can't live life in raging torrents, you have to take it one day at a time.  And if you need drama, read Dickens.  My dad said, "You can't plant corn and date women at the same time.  It doesn't work."  One thing at a time.  The lust for world domination does not make for the good life.  It's the life of the raccoon, a swashbuckling animal who goes screaming into battle one spring night, races around, wins a mate, carries on a heroic raccoon career, only to be driven from the creek bed the next spring by a young stud who leaves teeth marks in you butt and takes away your girlfriend, and you lie wounded and weeping in the ditch.  Later that night, you crawl out of the sumac and hurl yourself into the path of oncoming headlights.  Your gruesome carcass lies on the hot asphalt to be picked at by crows.  Nobody misses you much.  Your babies grow up and do the same thing.  Nothing is learned.  This is a life for bank robbers.  It is not a life for sensible people. . . "




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