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Oh, Drew, do you realize you have at least twice the IQ points as the rest of the fools? Yes, 70 or 140, 80 or 160? An IQ of 70 can do all kinds of things — even vote! But they don’t perceive propaganda. And then what percent have such a good heart as you? I used the word “shame” last week when a bear cub was hit by a car but walking and looking around and watched over all night by volunteers. The cub was driven to the next city where damned fools saw fit to euthanize it! I said “For shame!” I worked as a volunteer at that wildlife center with someone who couldn’t say “I don’t know”. She had a cub die on her watch and never notified the veterinarian. I wouldn’t work for her. I can’t pursue the new questions, and God loves the animals and saw all of it., . . . Now at age 82, in a library discussion group, I had a woman holler “No! You’re wrong!” a phrase my mother knelt down nearly 80 years ago and told me never, ever to tell that to another person. I was not yet 5 and starting kindergarten. Civilized adults could say I beg to differ or “You think?” or “Wow!” or “Oh so?” or “I don’t think so” or “I saw on BBC online that’s not what happened” or some such. And — Drew, this may shock you as to the extent of the problem — I had commented regarding the book that the physician single mother should engage a housekeeper to pull the curtains, turn on the lights, and have a nice supper for the teenaged “latch-key” son! This stupid woman assumed that “single mother” meant pitiful and needy! . . . Awhile back I listened to a book called “Jesus Christ and John Wayne” by Kristin Kobes du Mez. It explains a whole lot of what has been going on. I listen to people and see advertising, and I think “Un-huh,” but I can’t fix any of it. In fact, where I live, I chose not to put a bumper sticker on my car because I can’t afford slashed tires. . . . I’m dealing with a new diagnosis of AMD, and I say No! NOT degeneration!!! In my case it’s REGENERATION because “Better ‘n’ better” is a natural law! So my VA medical center is bloody wonderful, but when the Eye Clinic seemed sorely under-staffed and I got shots in my eye by three different doctors . . . they’re running it like Burger King! I did eventually get Community Care at a fine clinic. But that Shot #3 was like a shovel of sand in the eye. I drove home on 20 miles of freeway in a red fog. When the pain continued, I called for help. Ambulance, ER, good help. The trip home was by taxi. It was paid for by VA. The cabbie was a scowling ugly little man who wanted me to hurry up! There was no help getting in, no “Good evening” — nothing like that. Weird! For half an hour on city freeway, swerving around road workers, he talked on the phone in a foreign language, even going down his contacts to decide who to call next! Between midnight and 1 a.m. California time! I got myself out of the cab without a Goodnight and leaving the door open. The cab ride stuck with me. Aren’t our immigrants getting any education? Who was he calling? I’ve met so many wonderful immigrant cabbies and listened to stories about their homelands. They have a good job for spreading love. Indians are usually personable, and he wasn’t speaking Hindi. Then the penny dropped: he was calling home. In Pakistan, for example, it would be lunch hour! Soon after, I got a cabbie from Afghanistan, and what a sweetheart! I heard about wife and two kids, etc. . . . Drew, keep writing. I will look up the reading material you mention. I never stopped believing the US has been a great country all along. We are turning a corner. We have to keep on keeping-on, and it will be okay. Love, Mimi
Mimi Routh
August 16, 2024 22:18Oh, Drew, do you realize you have at least twice the IQ points as the rest of the fools? Yes, 70 or 140, 80 or 160? An IQ of 70 can do all kinds of things — even vote! But they don’t perceive propaganda. And then what percent have such a good heart as you? I used the word “shame” last week when a bear cub was hit by a car but walking and looking around and watched over all night by volunteers. The cub was driven to the next city where damned fools saw fit to euthanize it! I said “For shame!” I worked as a volunteer at that wildlife center with someone who couldn’t say “I don’t know”. She had a cub die on her watch and never notified the veterinarian. I wouldn’t work for her. I can’t pursue the new questions, and God loves the animals and saw all of it., . . . Now at age 82, in a library discussion group, I had a woman holler “No! You’re wrong!” a phrase my mother knelt down nearly 80 years ago and told me never, ever to tell that to another person. I was not yet 5 and starting kindergarten. Civilized adults could say I beg to differ or “You think?” or “Wow!” or “Oh so?” or “I don’t think so” or “I saw on BBC online that’s not what happened” or some such. And — Drew, this may shock you as to the extent of the problem — I had commented regarding the book that the physician single mother should engage a housekeeper to pull the curtains, turn on the lights, and have a nice supper for the teenaged “latch-key” son! This stupid woman assumed that “single mother” meant pitiful and needy! . . . Awhile back I listened to a book called “Jesus Christ and John Wayne” by Kristin Kobes du Mez. It explains a whole lot of what has been going on. I listen to people and see advertising, and I think “Un-huh,” but I can’t fix any of it. In fact, where I live, I chose not to put a bumper sticker on my car because I can’t afford slashed tires. . . . I’m dealing with a new diagnosis of AMD, and I say No! NOT degeneration!!! In my case it’s REGENERATION because “Better ‘n’ better” is a natural law! So my VA medical center is bloody wonderful, but when the Eye Clinic seemed sorely under-staffed and I got shots in my eye by three different doctors . . . they’re running it like Burger King! I did eventually get Community Care at a fine clinic. But that Shot #3 was like a shovel of sand in the eye. I drove home on 20 miles of freeway in a red fog. When the pain continued, I called for help. Ambulance, ER, good help. The trip home was by taxi. It was paid for by VA. The cabbie was a scowling ugly little man who wanted me to hurry up! There was no help getting in, no “Good evening” — nothing like that. Weird! For half an hour on city freeway, swerving around road workers, he talked on the phone in a foreign language, even going down his contacts to decide who to call next! Between midnight and 1 a.m. California time! I got myself out of the cab without a Goodnight and leaving the door open. The cab ride stuck with me. Aren’t our immigrants getting any education? Who was he calling? I’ve met so many wonderful immigrant cabbies and listened to stories about their homelands. They have a good job for spreading love. Indians are usually personable, and he wasn’t speaking Hindi. Then the penny dropped: he was calling home. In Pakistan, for example, it would be lunch hour! Soon after, I got a cabbie from Afghanistan, and what a sweetheart! I heard about wife and two kids, etc. . . . Drew, keep writing. I will look up the reading material you mention. I never stopped believing the US has been a great country all along. We are turning a corner. We have to keep on keeping-on, and it will be okay. Love, Mimi
Mimi Routh
August 16, 2024 21:09Oh,