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Sunday, August 14, 2011


Some of us will go to hell in that canasta; others will work their tails off and perhaps go to hell anyway. There are Kinds of Minds*, and that is just as it should be. Why? Because we cannot all have the same goals and aspirations. We cannot all be president of GM or AT&T. Genes, physiology, culture and a host of who-knows-how-many influences compel us to this or that interest and avocation.

If we come from 'old money', we may have nothing to worry about, except for idleness and excess. If we come from NO MONEY, we may have the drive to pursue 'new money'. Or, if we are more intellectually disposed, we may not give a flip. I have asserted that choices=destiny. That may be an over simplification, but it works for me.

I know I might have been more successful or successful in some different way. But, I am mostly happy in this old skin. And I don't really give a flip.We are getting a new roof this week---on the bank's dime, which we have borrowed against our property. I don't worry about it, because I have neither old money nor new. You cannot take something from a dead man. If only more folks realized that...

(*Daniel Clement Dennett)

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