Ouachita
Well-known member
.........My realization of why I can't understand the world I live in. Happenchance maybe? I (we and us) have a smorgasbord of external stimuli emulating among our conscience; Bombarded with our brethren's (or not) pluralistic outcry that WE must conform to THEIR way of thinking, whatever that thinking may be. There are many current (happening right now as we speak) discussions that offer very opposing views on many different topics. I do have things I want to say, and I have spoken out loud a few times.
Regarding a recent topic which I choose to refrain from offering my opinion further (on CT), I will say that I am taken aback by many replies/post on these topics. I am also grateful that most conversations have been very civil. Except for a few off the wall comments, all have seemed to stay within a boundary they have set for themselves. I for one am appreciative of the discussions, which compel me to consider every post.
So, back to my reason for posting this; I really appreciate it (you know who you are) for allowing these topics to "stay" and continue.
My entire thought, written above, was achieved by my having taken a bite of my lovely wife's homemade sourdough bread, just a few minutes ago. After that bite I offered up some real mayonnaise to that real bread, then loaded those shingles with freshly fried home raised bacon, an over medium egg, and skillet sizzled onions and mushrooms. And I thought to myself, this is what's wrong with our nation. NOBODY KNOWS HOW TO COOK ANYMORE. Most people don't give a rats arse about the quality of anything, so are incapable of loving, or appreciating anybody/anything other than themselves.
Regarding a recent topic which I choose to refrain from offering my opinion further (on CT), I will say that I am taken aback by many replies/post on these topics. I am also grateful that most conversations have been very civil. Except for a few off the wall comments, all have seemed to stay within a boundary they have set for themselves. I for one am appreciative of the discussions, which compel me to consider every post.
So, back to my reason for posting this; I really appreciate it (you know who you are) for allowing these topics to "stay" and continue.
My entire thought, written above, was achieved by my having taken a bite of my lovely wife's homemade sourdough bread, just a few minutes ago. After that bite I offered up some real mayonnaise to that real bread, then loaded those shingles with freshly fried home raised bacon, an over medium egg, and skillet sizzled onions and mushrooms. And I thought to myself, this is what's wrong with our nation. NOBODY KNOWS HOW TO COOK ANYMORE. Most people don't give a rats arse about the quality of anything, so are incapable of loving, or appreciating anybody/anything other than themselves.