They’re kinda overrated

Disclaimer: I love my child from the depths of the earth to beyond the stars. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me. Other kids, not so much. I read an advice column recently in which a woman was pretty much shamed for admitting that she and her husband don’t care for children.  As in they don’t like the critters.  Why is this something to be shamed for? I admit that interacting with people in general is a task for me. I tend to enjoy being in my head and find that silence is most comforting when in the company of others.  Few things are more distressing to me than having to interact with unfamiliar children or those who, from experience, I find difficult.  I’m definitely from the “children are to be seen and not heard” school of thought, though my actions are in stark contrast to that. Children are fickle beings.  One minute you’re laughing and having a good time, and the next they’ve inexplicably burst into tears and you fear you’ve scarred them for life but don’t even know what you did.  Or maybe that’s just my own.  In either case, they’re innocently volatile beings and for me, it’s tiring to […]

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I’ll get back to you …

Respecting people’s privacy means respecting the fact that (a) not all times will be opportune ones for a visit, and (b) they are not obligated to explain that to you in the moment just because you’re on their front stoop. In a recent column, Carolyn Hax offered the perspective above when a mother-in-law was upset that her son and daughter-in-law didn’t answer the door when she dropped by unannounced.  Her response really focused on the concept of privacy and the misplaced entitlement that some put on access to other people’s time.  This is a huge, ongoing concern of mine, and one that I’ve spent a great deal of energy over many years trying to subtly address without starting World War 3.  I need my privacy/solitude and will go to the ends of earth to protect it.  This tends to be at odds with how the rest of the world operates, but it’s a walk I’m willing to take. Most people in my life understand and respect my introversion and how that impacts my ability and willingness to engage with people. It’s taken a lot of time and conversations, but I’m fairly confident that they understand it’s not you, it’s me.  Usually that’s […]


Miner’s canary

Miner’s canary: A caged bird kept caged in mine tunnels because its demise provided a warning of dangerous levels of toxic gases. (idiomatic) Something whose sensitivity to adverse conditions makes it a useful early indicator of such conditions; something which warns of the coming of greater danger or trouble by a deterioration in its health or welfare On a major road near my home sits a small medical practice. It’s an unassuming building, with a small sign touting its primary doctor’s name, yet it catches my attention nearly every time I drive by.  Day or night, rain or shine, I see people — as few as 1 or as many as 10 — standing outside, protesting its provision of abortion services. The most prominent sign they display is “Pray to end abortion,” and I always get irked to no end, because they’ve got it all wrong. When I see that sign, I think “Don’t pray to end abortion; pray to end poor access to adequate health care and misinformation about contraceptives.” By that, I mean: abortion isn’t the bigger problem. Unplanned/unwanted pregnancies are.  A “high” number of abortions is merely a symptom of the bigger problem, which is women being pregnant when they are not ready or […]

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F*cked around and got locked up? That’s not in the contract.

Bobby Shmurda, 20, took the internet by storm in early 2014 when a Vine of his song “Shmoney Dance”  went viral.  After a bidding war between labels, he signed a multi-album deal to Epic Records, and became hip-hop’s new flavor of the week.  He followed it up with “Hot Nigga” and seemed poised for continued success (whatever that looks like in today’s music business landscape).  Yet somehow, with lyrics that highlight drug sales, trap houses, and violent exchanges (or him and his crew just shooting people, as it were), there was some incredulity when Shmurda was arrested in December 2014 on a series of charges that include drug dealing, weapons possession, conspiracy to commit murder, and assault.  Shmurda pleaded not guilty and bail was set at $2 million.  Yet two months later, he is still in custody, and apparently upset that his label hasn’t been more supportive, specifically by posting his bail and voicing its support. My gut reaction to Shmurda’s sense of entitlement from his label was disgust. How dare this employee expect his employer to bail him out of a situation he got himself into by allegedly committing crimes? If I go out and catch charges, I’d sooner expect to be fired than for my employer to post my […]


Mind ya business? 1

This morning, Twitter is all a’flutter about a photo that was apparently posted to a teacher’s Facebook: The immediate question arose about whether the teacher overstepped her boundaries in doing the student’s hair.   Was it the teacher’s place to judge the condition of the girl’s hair? Was it OK for her to style the hair? Was it acceptable that she posted it on social media? My first reaction is that I need the whole story, but I don’t have it at all. Too often, social media captures a portion of a situation and runs wild with assumptions.  It happens all the time from celebrity deaths to everything else. People need to learn not to make snap judgments when they don’t have all of the facts in front of them. There’s no way to form an educated opinion if you don’t have a full picture (no pun intended) of what’s happening. My initial questions are myriad:  Does the girl normally come to school looking unkempt/neglected overall? Was this a one-time event?  Is the girl’s hair really all that unkempt or is it just that it was “out” instead of neatly braided/twisted?  Is her overall appearance unkempt or was it just her hairstyle?  Were the […]

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