I thought of you yesterday as I walked through the mall, watching a woman easily slide the 3 Tiffany’s bags on her arm as she strode out of the store, giving a familiar smile to the security guard there.
“Our products are too expensive,” you’d say.
The hallowed halls and reputation of the institution is … no, SHOULD be taking a hit of late. From guest professors, to admissions lawsuits, to continued cases of predictable medical fraud. What is going on?
It’s nothing new. It appears to just be another “norm” being shattered, another expectation of excellence being chipped away piece by piece. It’s depressing and unconscionable.
These three words are dangerous to a large part of the population, those who are raised and encouraged to be productive and deliver when called on. And when we think of the opiod epidemic through the lens of prescription drug abuse, we often overlook these people as playing a role in the issue. But are we ignoring a significant supply chain in it?
“She goes running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper”
Mick Jagger wrote those lyrics the year I was born. For half a century we sang them, but did we hear them? Did we listen? Are we still not listening?
Let me tell you a story I heard, a story about a mother, who rightfully needed help.
I’m told I met her once, but I don’t know her name. I did not speak with her very long, as I’m sure many don’t, because it was so depressing, and my ego, which now and again likes to pull over and take a rest in self-pity, could not withstand the guilt as I watched this woman function in society having faced more than one person possibly could.
We hear the word Empathy a lot, more so these days. But do you know what it means? Do you know what it entails?
What is Empathy?
Let’s start with what it isn’t.
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Yes, there IS sexism where you work. You are just blind to it.
Several years ago I had lunch with a long time friend, who happens to be a male. We’ve known each other for decades, and he’s someone I respect not only as a good person and friend, but as a professional in the shared overall industry and area we work in.
As I sat at my desk finishing up a project, the lights dimmed a bit. He walked over to me and began to massage my shoulders, and gently asked how much longer I’d be.
“I’m close, almost done with this section, then I’ll call it a night.”
“Once a government is committed to the principle of silencing the voice of opposition, it has only one way to go, and that is down the path of increasingly repressive measures, until it becomes a source of terror to all its citizens and creates a country where everyone lives in fear.” ― Harry Truman
Putting aside the statements from the President of the United States calling a citizen a ‘son of a bitch’, his previous tweets about POTUS involvement when it was another president, let’s take a look at what hoopla is all about.
What it means
On a stunningly perfect Friday afternoon, as the day was drawing to an early close, he sat sat down at the desk to finish up loose ends. In the background the news was on, providing both the distraction noise to remain focused, and the link to the world , just in case something happened.