I notice that while trying to write out a notice to post on the elevator walls to tell people that a local cafe will be open for dinner on christmas day, in my trying to write out the message, i had to also talk to the desk man about his allergies and to also talk to the three other residents, of my senior home, i mis-spelled a word, i do not *do* multitasking well!.
this got me to thinking. I live in the deep south. was not long ago that an 8th grade education was *quite* enough to get a nice job with. the next county over, i read that the illiteracy rate is over fifty percent!
[they clap for joy when their schools are rated a "D" for this year ! "much better than the "F" of last year!]
Over there in that county, it is who you love and who loves you, that really Count!
[I once met a man here who did not know his left from his right, betcha there are many many more people, here, who do not know!]
I have heard enough Northerners who run their soul-engines without Oil: no feelings! all mind and little heart. How many IQ 140 college professors, here at the local university, are bitter, cynical, sarcastic?!
so i mis-spelled a word. so what?! not here in the South, anyways.