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someone mentioned yesterday that i hadn't been posting lately, and i realized that i've been a little quiet. there are big thoughts smashing around my head, and no good place to put them.
i've got too much information in my head this week about humans using other humans. it's something i abhor. i respect that it's a part of daily life, but i like to think that when i get something from someone else i am offering something of value in return. it's hard for me to live in a world where business is tangled with personal in order to serve the business. or perhaps i don't care so much about the manipulation if there's a consistent standard set.
so, since there's a few unrelated things going on here, i can just say that i hate it when people are completely self-serving and mean. it doesn't matter if i know the victim well or not.
i also have no comfort in the knowledge that i am right or have the moral high ground if it means pain for someone else.
i spent brunch this morning asking C to give me some happy examples of human nature. he didn't do too well. but as i think about it, last night was a grand example of goodness, where a whole lot of people got together and did something nice for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
scarlettina as she starts her hundred days. lots of people were there, and it was written up all over; i can't do it justice here. the thing is that we got together and did something a little absurd (each guest donated a nonperishable food item or other useful treat) to diffuse the dread associated with unemployment. perhaps we all could use a little more of that spirit in our lives. there was a little love with every can of cranberry sauce, bag of cat treats, and postage stamp. that's the kind of truth i want right now.
i've got too much information in my head this week about humans using other humans. it's something i abhor. i respect that it's a part of daily life, but i like to think that when i get something from someone else i am offering something of value in return. it's hard for me to live in a world where business is tangled with personal in order to serve the business. or perhaps i don't care so much about the manipulation if there's a consistent standard set.
so, since there's a few unrelated things going on here, i can just say that i hate it when people are completely self-serving and mean. it doesn't matter if i know the victim well or not.
i also have no comfort in the knowledge that i am right or have the moral high ground if it means pain for someone else.
i spent brunch this morning asking C to give me some happy examples of human nature. he didn't do too well. but as i think about it, last night was a grand example of goodness, where a whole lot of people got together and did something nice for
scarlettina as she starts her hundred days. lots of people were there, and it was written up all over; i can't do it justice here. the thing is that we got together and did something a little absurd (each guest donated a nonperishable food item or other useful treat) to diffuse the dread associated with unemployment. perhaps we all could use a little more of that spirit in our lives. there was a little love with every can of cranberry sauce, bag of cat treats, and postage stamp. that's the kind of truth i want right now.
