About Me

What can I say about myself? I am an ordinary, down-to-earth person who occasionally takes a side-trip down the road to unconventionality. My normalness comes to pass when I’m working my day job. I am obedient, thorough and friendly. My silly self comes to pass when I am within the bosom of my family and friends—who know me well and love me anyway. But it is my serious and oft times eccentric self who surfaces when I am writing. When I take this approach to life I find myself looking at everything with an exploratory eye. I slow down my pace a bit and I develop a keen sense awareness. I become intelligent. I look up, down and all around—and I listen. I may even howl at the moon.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Rhetoric

 
There is a lot of animosity out there today in the political arena. You can hear it in the oratory. The message is clear and unyielding. It’s as though there is an immovable force among our leaders keeping things to either one side or the other. And I think it is having a negative affect on “we the people.” We are seeing only black or white based on what we are hearing. We are experiencing the unyielding constituent of human nature.

Rhetoric is a powerful tool. It can bring people together or it can push them further apart; it can spawn hatred or it can induce compassion; it can and will generate either good will or dissension among the ranks—all depending upon the way it is written and they way it is said. It’s hard not to fall prey to it’s power.

I’ve never been one to discuss politics on an intellectual level. Quite frankly I don’t have the brains for it. I find politics as confusing as mathematics. I cannot debate a subject, but I can write about it with skill. I’ve been writing most of my life about one thing or another. That is my strength. I always find the words. I shape them in such a way that the reader may be inspired by my thoughts and perhaps my logic, and I make an effort not to be unyielding when conveying these thoughts. I try to use good sense when I am writing, for I know there are two sides to every coin; an opposing perspective. I am on one side and my neighbor or even a family member may be on the other. But the coin itself is intact. It needs both of it’s sides to exist.

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