The Ethics of the Carnivore
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I had an asthma attack in my office this morning. It wasn’t as bad as some I’ve had, but when I reached into my briefcase for my inhaler IT WASN’T THERE! I was going to just try to wait it out, but I was online with the Professor at the time, and he ran my…
It looks like no air show for this chicken. It’s raining off and on, and the clouds are low enough to touch. Hell, even the crows got lost in fog during their aerial fly-bys this morning. I’m bummed, but my friend is coming anyhow, and we figured we’d find something else to do. That probably…
I do hope she does “After All” tonight, MRG. The Socialist would call it yet another example of the “depressive” music I seem drawn to, but I think it’s anything but that. After All – music and lyrics by Dar Williams Go ahead, push your luck Find out how much love the world can hold…
I so, I’ve got the NZ itinerary, and Christchurch is Tuesday, January 8th with free time in the afternoon. Get in touch using my email (if you have it) or private message if you don’t have it, and we’ll see if we can work something out.
Gads I’m tired. I was up until one this morning, cleaning and laundering and straightening up for Sunday’s guest. And yes, The Socialist helped. He did all the vacuuming, and a fair bit of the tidying. He also gave me the last piece of his Sara Lee chocolate cake (with chocolate icing). It would have…
Nothing like another birthday to get a person all maudlin and introspective. Year sixty-one wasn’t too bad. The world only outright tried to kill me once with that heart attack last August, although the broken ankle in March might have been another half-hearted attempt by the fates. Calculating all the near misses in my life…
Sal,
Your entry made me cry. You do work in a Holy Place and yours is a hard job but I’m glad that there’s someone with your heart and compassion to do it.
Hugs
The only reason I didn’t cry, too, was because Tech Man was sitting right next to me, and he already probably thinks I’m a big wuss. ;o) Seriously, though, I feel honored to know someone who cares so deeply about what they do.
I won’t go so far as to label where I work a holy place, but I do feel a great ethical responsibility for my work. When I was in college I had a professor who was so obviously bored with what he did that I hoped I would find something that I could be passionate about so I wouldn’t end up like that. I wish everyone searched for and found the Great Reasons for what they do. Reading your entry made me feel not so alone.
There are a few of us here at DD that have found honor in their work. Welshamethyst and TraumaMama come to mind. I’m glad to have found them, too.
Wow, that is a really great entry. I am really just at a loss for words…
I can relate to having to turn your feelings off. Been there, do that.