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Saturday, March 10, 2012
Damping the Flames of Revolution
Now, I'm old for real, wizened, and, I hope, wise. Wiser? Well, wise enough to recognize folly and foolishness. Wise enough to know that there is more that I will never know than that I ever will.
Wise enough to know we, all of us, are fools.
There is so much wrong in the world today; so much wrong in my country, in my state, my city, and around the corner from where I stay on Decatur Street.
And I do my best to lay low and out of the way and to keep my mouth shut.
Because I do not, cannot, make a difference. Can you? You'd be a fool to think you could.
A wise man—well, at least, a very smart one—once said to me, "The only thing that you can change is your own attitude."
I believe the passing years and my experiences have proved him right.
So I watch the passing scene in silence, while others skirmish and grow fat on a diet rich in righteous self-regard.
I tend my own nest now.