The Bah Humbug Edition
(continued)
How would it be to feel like you're going to blow chunks or
spew stew 24 hours a day starting at 1:13 in the morning on Thanksgiving
and not seeing any sign of letting up kneeling before the Porcelain
god of Ralph for almost a week?
Or how about having your Hard disk crash and lose all your
original work even though everything is supposed to be backed
up at the end of each use of the computer?
Or how about having an attempted break in to your HOME computer
by citizens of the United Arab Emirates -- which is on the Saudi
Arabia peninsula, which is in the "backyard" of the
area that American soldiers are ripping through "haystacks"
looking for Bonehead bin Laden, which is also the country that
at least two of the suspected terrorists of the September 11
acts were working off of passports from according to the Extra
Edition of Newsweek: America Under Attack -- to pass off a computer
virus. And when you are instructed to call the FBI by your ISP,
the mentioned authorities, to the best of your knowledge, never
respond to the message you left on their answering machine.
And how about, on a peaceful evening in March, a passenger
jumps out of the back seat of another car and hits you in the
head with an ax handle because he feels you were following the
car too close? Then, to your dismay, the local authorities contact
you six months later and inform you that there is nothing that
can be done.
And of course there are those who make false assumptions and
accusations toward you and yours.
Well, believe it or not, all of these events are true, documented,
and I experienced them first hand. And believe me, the list goes
on.
So, when all is said and done, you're TIRED and ya scratch
your head in befuddlement. You get tired of all the doo-doo!
BUT...you go on. Nobody told me there would be days like these,
but having a good life doesn't have to be the exception...it
can be the rule.
Am I pleased with all the stupid things that have happened?
No. However, not me nor anyone else has to settle for second
best. I don't know it all and I definitely don't know the answers
to all the questions. However, I have not stopped looking and
neither should anyone else.
There are those out there that would like to see MacMonkies
burn to the ground. Well, I think that is a shame. I found that
even when I force a smile, the rest of me responds as though
I received a dose of good medicine. Though I may hide behind
a smile, the rest of me follows as though the smile was leading.
There is no pretense here. And best of all, I have found that
sharing a smile has a contagious effect.
I hope those in doubt of MacMonkies motives see things
in a different light - perhaps the one and only true Light -
One with whom I still wrestle with daily. I hope peace and smile
for all of you, regardless of your outlook.
=)
BJW
