Not Too

This speech is a Goldilocks moment in film

As I wracked the little reptile brain at the core of my big old bloated monkey brain, I have to say that many of my Goldilocks moments when taken to further review may have been no more than the best outcome given the events that led up to it.

Or simply stated; it seemed like a good idea at the time.

Just right is way too subjective.

I have learned to cherish the “not too” moments more.

Not too happy.

Not too sad.

Not too smart.

Not too dumb.

Not too pretty.

Not too ugly.

Not too right.

Not too wrong.

Objectivity as an objective is less objectionable than any object.

So by dispatching the constant monitoring of the “just right” meter has given me many more “not too” moments to enjoy rather than striving to peg the “just right” needle on the dial.

In closing I would like to paraphrase AMC’s favorite advertising puke with this immutable law of commerce.

“What you call just right was invented by guys like me…to sell you _______.”

Fill in the blank just right for you.

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Here Fishy Fishy Fishy

Yes we can be taught.

First we have to be caught.

Everybody is a Genius. But If You Judge a Fish by Its Ability to Climb a Tree, It Will Live Its Whole Life Believing that It is Stupid.

So a great teacher is helpful. But not all teachers have the correct bait. Just as in fishing, if you don’t have the bait the fish want or at least think they want. They ain’t biting.

Off course there are many factors.

  • Environment.
  • Latitude.
  • Longitude.
  • Presentation.
  • Time of day.
  • Time of year.
  • Barometric pressure.
  • Precipitation.
  • Sun intensity.
  • Type of fish.
  • A plethora of other plausible excuses.

It is ultimately up to the teachee.

Not the teacher.

Sorry Teach.

But thank you all the teachers around the globe for trying, fighting the good fight, and taking the time to learn things to pass on.

But fish are going to swim and birds are going to fly.

τέλος

Bottom Line:

Sometimes you feel like a nut. Sometimes you don’t

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?

I dislike all questions that are put to me. My immediate reaction to an interrogatory is, “What, are you writing a book?”

Regardless of the inquisitor’s response, mine will be, “Well, leave that chapter out.”

I have given myself not only the permission to not have an opinion on everything in the world, but also to be “the master of my domain” and / or information.

Next question.

:-)

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Playing Dress Up

And now a word about perception:

Why do people in the same studio looking at the same monitor differ on what color this marginal piece of haute couture is?

The Science of Why No One Agrees on the Color of This Dress

#thedress    #goldandwhite     #blackandblue

So I would just like to say that while the prompt asks me to perceive this post as my last blog post, I see it as my first blog post followed by the sound of one hand clapping until further notice while I grasp this internet meme with my cold dead fingers.

As with the accounts of eye witnesses and the differences in their stories, is it any wonder that we can never get a consensus here in the United States as to whom “loves America” enough.

But one thing is for certain. Who ever is selling this dress is going have some heavy duty cash counting to do.

This is America after all.

Step right up.

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