Today a neighbor warned us of the icecream truck, asked us to boycott it. Yesterday another panicked because kids had been playing outside, kids who live in the same house.
Tag: <span>understanding</span>
In “New Amsterdam” a rather new TV series meant to show us how health care could work, the character Max, the medical director of the hospital, sits in the waiting room of the pediatric department, waiting to have his six months old daughter looked at by a pediatrician. Beside him sits a lady waiting with her daughter.
“We have the lowest unemployment rate ever…”
”Mexicans are stealing your jobs.”
One of these statements has to be a lie, or am I too logical?
“Once upon a time there were two countries, at war with each other. In order to make peace after many years of conflict, they decided to build a bridge across the ocean.
But because they never learned each other’s language properly, they could never agree on the details, so the two halves of the bridge they started to build never met.
To this day the bridge extends far into the ocean from both sides, and simply ends half way, miles in the wrong direction from the meeting point.
And the two countries are still at war.”
― The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
I am still trying to cope with the event in Charlotteville. I have been quiet on my blog; haven’t said much, haven’t read much. I try to understand what happened and the more I try the more I feel lost.
Sometimes I come across an article or a story that doesn’t leave me alone. People I don’t know -and never will know- are all of a sudden on my mind for days.
There is birth and there is death, life is not that complicated. The same destination will be reached by all of us in the end. The question is not when we get there, but rather how we get there.
Sometimes I wonder if there is an exact time point when we, the older ones, feel disconnected from the younger generations. Does it happen overnight or is it a slow process? When do we lose touch with each other?
Looking around and watching the news, yes, I know what the author was thinking. This world is truly hell for so many -too many.