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The Nostalgia You Feel For a Time of Abuses Past Is Not Love
We’ve got to collectively sit down and work out how we think about our lives
Rage makes us blind. Pain makes us desperate. Love brings us comfort.
When I look around our nation, I don’t see many comforted people. Instead, I see desperate and angry masses looking for something to blame. These are individuals who insist on hugging a spinning blade for affection. When you try to tell them the blade is the source of their pain, they spit at you. They turn away.
It’s amazing to me that so many people are reluctant to accept that this life is not so simple.
What is it about your lived reality that leads you to believe that it is not complex?
“It’s as easy as riding a bike,” people say. Are you kidding me? What’s easy about riding a bike? Ask somebody who has never done it before how easy it is.
In fact, riding a bike is so complex that it’s stunning to think that bicycles are commonplace. A product that contains such an obstacle of ability in order to use, by all rights, shouldn’t be able to carve out a niche in the marketplace.
Yesterday, I brought this up at breakfast to my daughter. “How did the first person figure out how to do that not…
