Good people put us to sleep
You ever notice that nobody writes biographies of good people? Saints. Humanitarians. Pacifists. And so on.
You ever notice that nobody writes biographies of good people? Saints. Humanitarians. Pacifists. And so on.
Do you find yourself at serene, quizzical moments wondering about Coca Cola?It happens to all of us. Just lie down, concentrate on your breathing and you’ll be OK.
The Jalisco town of Mazamitla is a haven in the sky. Its name comes from Nahuatl and means “place where arrows to hunt deer are made.”
I have always had an affection for woolly mammoths – not because they would have been nice to pet, and might have been cozy stone-age sleeping partners, as long as they didn’t roll over on you. No, nothing that affectionate.
I stayed at a haunted hotel one night – an old building from the early 1800s. Its original owner, according to legend, still roamed its halls and one room in particular.
Many societies around the world are aging in high numbers. Despite all the lying about age and the physical and cosmetic enhancements, the real ages are on record.
Elder white men as experienced and smarter than the rest is growing into a myth. Like 150 years of so-called toothpaste improvements, these ruling patricians persisted in power by convincing people that they always had something new and effective to offer the world.