LEAVE IT TO PEEVER
Grandpa warned me about bushÕs.
— Bumper sticker of
the week: The only Bush I trust is my own.
— Quote of the week:
ÒThe day I rediscovered Mother TeresaÕs words, 'We can do no great things
— only small things, with great love,' the so called war on terror had
just cranked up, and the administration was attempting to dignify the call to
violence with rhetoric so over the top it abrogated divine authority; Operation
Infinite Justice, for example. What a grounded, utterly human antidote her words
were. And what a relief! Instead of waking each morning and defining myself as
an impotent war protester in an America run by oil-worshiping thugs, I started
waking up and thinking, ÒOkay, what small thing can I do today with love?Ó
David James Duncan
— Some things I
learned from my grandfather:
¥ Never argue with grandma.
¥ A bush is not necessarily a
bush.
¥ Never trust management.
¥ A beer or two every now and
then helps smooth things out.
¥ DonÕt get all excited.
Tomorrow will show up just the same.
¥ A lot of boys with big
educations wasted their time.
¥ A good rhubarb pie is one of
lifeÕs finer pleasures.
¥ Never put the outhouse near
the well.
¥ Never overestimate your
opponent.
¥ DonÕt make hard work out of
living.
— Ten ways to know
youÕre alive:
1. Just because you have a heart beat or
brain wave doesnÕt mean a thing.
2. Are you raising some kind of hell?
3. Do you wake up in the morning grateful
for the opportunity to make life better for someone else?
4. Have you ever felt, just for a second,
that you might be connected to everything else?
5. Do you say youÕre sorry when you need to?
6. Have you helped someone without expecting
anything in return?
7. Do you cry when you see people suffering?
8. Can you accept the fact that you may be
wrong sometimes?
9. Somewhere in your heart, do you feel it
is wrong to kill others in the pursuit of peace and democracy?
10. Blood pressure, heart
beat, pulse, breathing, all have something to do with life, but little to do
with living it.
— LetÕs sell some of
our ports to a Saudi owned company: ThereÕs a good move. The idiot government
wiretaps our conversations worried about which of us may be turning into a
terrorist, yet proposes selling six of our major ports to a nation that has
been directly connected to 9/11. Go figure.
— The winter
Olympics: What a bunch of idiotic things to do with your life. Gee, I can go
down a mountain between poles faster than anyone else in the world. Who would
want to hang around all those prissy prima-donnas on skates? Hey, IÕm going to
get on a sled and go 80 mph down an ice tunnel. But I have to admit, I do like
curling. ThereÕs something I can see myself doing, although standing on ice for
very long is not really my idea of smart. No one should ever get hurt, unless
of course you slip on the ice and bust your butt, or someone goes crazy and
starts throwing around some of the stones. But all things being equal, it seems
like a pretty safe, no-contact sport where beer could easily be added. And
maybe some cheerleaders.