It’s nearly 11:00 p.m. and I’m finally wrapping up work for the day. But, what the heck, it’s five o’clock somewhere!
In my profession, it’s always “places to go, people to sue.” Some of us wear the white hats, some wear the black hats. Some change hats as circumstances dictate. For me, I slay dragons…with the pen. ‘Tis mighter than the sword, after all.
Of course, slaying dragons is just a figure of speech. Those who believe in Dragon Magick aren’t exactly into seeing those magnificent beasties killed.
“I read the news today, oh boy…about a lucky man who made the grade.” Nothing’s changed much in the past 50 or so years since that song came out. Gotten uglier on the political scene, that’s for sure. But I wonder, is it really uglier? What about the castle intrigues of Medieval times? Those machinations that inspired Machieavelli to write “The Prince”…a primer on how to rule and keep one’s head for as long as possible, always knowing that someone, sooner or latter, would be plotting to remove it for you. Are things uglier now, or are we just seeing those machinations…all that dirty laundry…aired in public?
Actually, I think it’s both. And I think as ugly as things are, we’re only seeing the tip of the iceberg.
The other morning, I stepped outside at dawn, and a mockingbird flew to a nearby tree and began to serenade me. Soon a hummingbird approached and lit on a branch near the mockingbird, listening. A hummingbird…busy as those little birds are, always flitting from flower to flower, stopped, just to listen to the music for awhile.
There’s a lesson in that for all of us.
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