The Ethics of the Carnivore
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Have I truly made no entries since before Christmas? Granted, my overambitious goal of one-a-day entries fell by the wayside many years ago. Weekly updates, ditto. But apparently even the (once) obligatory Christmas/New Year entry got lost this time around. I have spent the past month or so re-reading all my entries from beginning to…
Yesterday’s entry regarding vet school was a “wonderful story”? I tend to think of it as pretty pathetic. I sold out for something I didn’t really want to do because of pressure, pride and miscalculation. So what if my Ex insisted he knew me better than I knew myself? Why the hell did I capitulate…
Over the weekend, I had at least a dozen visitors to my diary who arrived through my Salamander entry of 6 May 2002 entitled “New apartments, turtle tanks and work” because they were using a search engine looking for key words “turtle tanks”. I have no idea what gives here, but I strongly suspect that…
Last night I called and cancelled my seminar, called work to say I’d not be in at all, took my sleeping pill, and crashed. It felt so good I may just take another one tonight. I do plan to go to work tomorrow though. I have no further days off to take. Today was spent…
The board I co-administer has one person on it who is very intelligent, articulate, funny, caring, active socially and politically, and who can push my buttons faster than Weird Al Yankowitz can push the buttons on an accordion. He believes the US should be negotiating with Afghan, and that the answer to America’s problems is…
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.