I would replace all adverbs with a loud “HONK!”
Why do I do anything, because I think it would be funny. [Granted, only for a short time.]
I certainly have my ideas, but I’m not going to jinx it or create a self-fulfilling prophecy on the matter. Sometimes the easy is hard and the hard comes easy, and — above all — people suck at making predictions (except in the case of self-fulfilling prophesies.)
Be your authentic self.
And stop touching yourself so much.
But the first advice wouldn’t be understood, and the second would be ignored, so I’m not sure that it would be a productive undertaking.
Augers, drills, and trepans. They’re the most boring things I can think of.
Water. Far and away. Nothing else comes close by volume consumed.
Unless this is one of those instances where “drink” is code for alcoholic beverage — in which case the answer is pilsner or gin, as the mood strikes.
Those who don’t take many things seriously, themselves least of all.
I don’t get attached. They’ll always let you down in the end. I took them to the Andes, the Himalaya — places most people only dream of going — but, ultimately, they just fell apart on me when I needed them most.
Share it with whom? What if it’s one of those “King Solomon cuts the baby in half” scenarios? Alas, life is not always like a box of chocolates. Sometimes you do know what you’re going to get… a dead baby, that’s what.
First, use what you’ve got to put food in your face. If there’s left over, acquire suitable shelter. If there’s some left, buy a book.
I am. I wish my country the best, am pained to see ailments of what have always been the country’s greatest strengths (the government being limited and at the command of the people and the law [rather than the other way around] and the courage to boldly lead by building the new technologies and adapting to the world that came to be,) and will not stop bitching about it unless and until the situation rights itself. When I was a young man, I served in the military and waved flags. Now, as an old man, I’m not eager to see America go gently into that good night.
I realize that may sound excessively Pollyanna about America’s past and pessimistic about the present / future. I do realize that the country has always had its flaws, as humanity always does. (And loved it all the same.) There have been missteps and mass movements that would later come to be viewed as wrongheaded and self-defeating. But we always had checks and balances, an Enlightenment norm for tolerance, and a respect for decorum and gravitas in our leaders. Now, as I see the “Putin-Orban Manual for New Populist-Nationalist Dictators” being played out, I wonder if the shark hasn’t been jumped on all that was good, honorable, and impressive in the America in which I grew up.
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