All this week, I will be running classic posts from SQUIRRELOSOPHY. Look for some new material next week. But, if you need me, I’ll be around.
-bob
I hate this… I hate that… I hate the direction this vehicle is headed… blah, blah, blah… it solves nothing, and even though the word is heavily used and worn on sleeves, shirts, caps and shoes, there doesn’t seem to be any indication that overuse has made it mean less. People that I was never really scared of are now scaring the nuts right out of me… simply by using this word hate.
I guess my reaction to this would be shock…and a bit of wondering. It’s like this was always there, but just under the surface…like a splinter you don’t know you have until you grab something the wrong way.
Hate can blind and cloud judgement. It never had good intentions, even if that’s what it says. It can be fuel, but it can also stop you dead in your tracks.
Wow. All I can say is wow.
