When to keep a secret and when to divulge? From the Brady Bunch episode that taught us no one liked a tattle tale via Jan’s experience of insistently tattling on her brothers and sisters; to her then taking the advice too far and not divulging important information when someone was in danger. As we get older where do we draw the line and do we get better at it? [...]
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More snow than we’ve seen in the past 75 years, headed our way, the news reporters scream over the television. An anxious anticipation spreads throughout the city. Grocery stores are packed with city dwellers preparing for the natural event. I even thought twice about not going to a friends going away party Saturday night for fear of being caught out in the flurry of large white snow flakes sure to bring the city to its knees right before my eyes. But as the party ensued that night, nothing. When the last of the party goers rolled out of the restaurant at three in the morning there was barely a flake in the sky. [...] Ever been around someone that you just didn’t care for? You don’t like ‘em and you don’t dislike ‘em? They could have done something unacceptable towards you or their energy just didn’t sit well with you when you met them. And the truth of the matter is you don’t even care as long as they are not in your personal space bothering you. This ambivalence towards others happens more often than not. It’s why we are not best friends with every sales clerk we have a great conversation with, every stranger who appreciatively thanks us for the directions we just gave them… [...] I am bored with the status quo, conformity and the need for social acceptance or peer approval. I don’t need a luxury car, designer bag, hairdo, key card, t-shirt, tattoo, password, company baseball cap or diamond ring to measure my worth or claim my status within society. I live to the beat of my own drums and have so far enjoyed an amazing journey. A life composed of dignity, self respect and love, I could be a civilization unto myself, self confirmed and comfortable without the desire or need for approval from the John or Jane Doe’s of the world. [...] How often do you follow you intuition? That intuitive [gut] feeling that says go straight home as opposed to stopping for a drink? Go back to sleep? Call your mother? Find a new job? [...] I once heard that a New Yorker is always in search of one of three things: a mate, a job or an apartment. And if you are of one of the rare breeds that has all three then you’re probably out searching for a better version. Where did I hear this? Who knows, it may have been said in an episode of Sex and The City. One receives so much information in this city it’s hard to retain what you’ve heard from where, when, or whom. [...] Perhaps it’s just me, but I am feeling pretty bah-humbug these days. Who knows I may have a low-grade case of the swine flu. Or possibly it could be the recession woes. But whatever it is I’ve got the blues. As the great Ray Charles crooned, when I die there will be no more blues and sorrow left to go round. Okay, so I paraphrased, but you get the picture? The lack of sunshine in New York City, the war in Iraq, crappy politicians claiming that we the people are not interested in health care because we are more concerned with the economy. Yet when my medical bills eat up my income, or instead of going to the doctor I suffer in pain making it damn near impossible to go to work, therefore leaving me with little money and no job. Sure I’ll believe the claim that there is no correlation between financial stability and good health. [...] |
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