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DID YOU EVER BOND
WITH A PENGUIN?
Terry Martin Ph.D
February 22, 2019 Did you ever jump in a puddle not caring if you got wet and muddy? You wanted to make a big splash, didn’t you? Was it on the way to work?
Did you ever make an impulse purchase and regret it later? How about the expensive outfit in your closet with the price tag dangling from the sleeve?
Did you ever experiment in the kitchen by emptying the refrigerator and combining ingredients without measuring a thing? Were there rave reviews at the dinner table, or do you eat alone?
Did you ever open a book and read the last chapter first? Do you avoid surprises, or are you simply curious? Don’t you know the butler did it?
Did you ever stand up to a bully––decide that enough is enough and bravely turn the tables on the jerk? Satisfying, wasn’t it?
Did you ever see a double rainbow? You stood there and marveled at Mother Nature, didn’t you? Many do.
Did you ever fed the hungry? Is it on your bucket list? You can’t image how satisfying it is. Why not go to a food kitchen tomorrow.
Did you ever make eye contact with a cop while exceeding the speed limit? Was he going in the other direction? You just knew he was going to pull you over, didn’t you? Didn’t matter, did it?
Did you ever write to the president of a company expressing dissatisfaction with a product or service? It felt good when you mailed the letter, didn’t it?
Did you ever teach a youngster to drive a car? When the kid practiced parallel parking did an insurance rate hike come to mind?
Did you ever fall asleep in church? Was the nudge in your ribs gentle or abrupt? Did you yelp?
Did you ever fall asleep on a bus and miss your stop? Or did you wake up in time? Aisle or window seat?
Did you ever write a poem? Did you use love, above, you, true, and blue? That figures.
Did you ever go on a scavenger hunt? Have you ever heard of a scavenger hunt? Organize one; meet your neighbors. Well, some.
Did you ever call in sick and go to a ballgame? It was the opening game of the baseball season, wasn’t it?
Did you ever leave home without your tickets to an event? Did you wish you had the piano with you because that’s where the tickets were?
Did you ever try to write a book? Does it begin, “It was a dark and stormy night…? No need to find an agent.
Did you ever get seasick or airsick? Was anybody sitting next to you? Was it a stranger?
Did you ever talk a cop out of a ticket? Still dining out on the story, aren’t you?
Did you ever go skinny-dipping? Was it in a lake or a pool? Were you alone or with friends or in public? Why?
Did you ever make a bucket list? Is there anything on the list you can afford? Anything, at all?
Did you ever bond with a penguin? I have. (Picture proof, above)
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MAYBE IT'S JUST ME
February 22, 2019 I enjoy using the Internet, particularly at my advanced age. I like having the gift of knowledge at my fingertips. Typing a question and clicking enter sure beats lugging research books home from the library.
I enjoy freedom of speech, even in social media. But maybe I’m too old to accept what’s going on across generations. This is not to single out a particular demographic or political affiliation. This is about human behavior in general and I find it puzzling.
I believe social media’s downfall is the way people feel free (even entitled) to publicly criticize, demean, and belittle others. Twitter, Facebook and other web venues have opened Pandora’s box. Why in the world would anybody air a family disagreement on Facebook or tweet about someone they dislike?
As a psychologist, I understand certain groups are more vulnerable than others. For example, people on television and in the public eye are viewed not as human beings with real feelings, but as two-dimensional images–virtual dart boards for angry daggers. People who put them down publicly somehow feel better about themselves and their own lives. Sorry folks, bullying on the web is bullying.
On the other side of the coin there are people in the public eye who bully others in the public eye with outrageous comments and threats. Maybe it’s just me but I find that disgraceful. Have they no dignity?
After somebody goes off the rails and they offer an apology I think, “That’s a start.” But sometimes I’m suspicious about the apologizer’s intention. Maybe it’s just me.
“I’m sorry” is not a get-out-of-jail-free card. People who are willing to stand up and say, “I was wrong,” always impress me. Meaning it and understanding that apologizing isn’t just about saying, “I’m sorry,” means the person will not do it again–they recognize the pain their actions caused.
I feel sad when I see cognitive disarray on media sites, back-and-forth jabbering on social blogs and people insulting to one another over politics and existential opinions.
Maybe it’s just me but I am bothered when I see families taking sides–not sharing, discussing or learning from each other about respectful differences of opinion.
When did we stop listening to each other? When was a politician more important than family? When did it become the government’s job to make us into decent people? The government can only protect us from invaders; it cannot patrol the enemy within. Insulting, cruelty and disregard for others via the Internet has become the enemy within.
Maybe it’s just me, but I’m too busy to participate in a free for all.
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