So I’m walking Maxine with a friend who also has a Cavalier and there’s a man outside a vet’s office we are passing; one I know well...I brought Morgan there more times than I care to remember.
I remember every word of what happened next as if I was playing back a tape.
He’s kneeling with his body slumped over against the wall howling with wrecked sobs. People are standing around, several holding their pets close to their chest. No one is moving toward him.
I ask my friend to hold Maxine’s leash and walked over to kneel with the man saying “I know you’re not okay, but is there anything I can do?” He said. “Could you please just touch me?” I said “of course” and placed my hand on and stroked his back.
His shaking and heavy cries began to subside. He said “he was fine then had 9 seizures today, he tried to stay and on the way here he.....” My hand still on his back I asked, “what’s his name?” He said “Mate. He was such a good boy.” I asked “how old and what kind of dog?”
He said four and a half and a French Bull dog and Boston mix.
We sat there for a few moments. He said his wife was home with their other dog. I said “good, you won’t be alone.” He then showed me a photo of his son in law and their baby boy who had just moved in with them.
I said “and you’ve got a lot of love you need to be giving out.” He said “yes” and said “thank you so much.” He called his son in law to come meet him.
Even if living with people, we are human beings and there are moments that this life of social distancing and no touching is
simply impossible. There are some moments that strangers are the only ones we have.
I’ve never seen a human being calm so quickly and deeply at a touch. He was still heartbroken, of course, but he wasn’t shaking and his voice steady.
We can’t stop being human with each other. We mustn’t stop.
RIP Mate. You were a wonderful, very loved dog.
———— #BeHuman#BeKind
Morgan as a puppy with me in 2004. My mom and her pup Dash (look familiar?) on March 20, 2020. Maxine just before COVID in 2010
And Maxine last week…she says “tell em! Tell ‘em!”
Make a little birdhouse in your soul. 🐦
Typo before COVID in 2020. 🫣
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It tells you something that Alexander Hamilton was nearly removed from the $10 bill.
Through the efforts of people like Rand Scholet (RIP) and his organization @TheAHASociety not only was this stopped, but a biography about him lead to the most successful Broadway Musical
of our time that set records not only in NYC but around the world. A populist was elected. This was immediately seen as a threat and the people even more so.
It tells you even more that not long after this, Broadway was shuttered. The streets were full of radicals screaming for Justice while in truth profiting off the pain of the people. The screamed equity, while equity was used to justify no access. Party and polemics saw it was
🧵I have already intimated to you the danger of parties in the state, with particular reference to the founding of them on geographical discriminations.
Let me now take a more comprehensive view and warn you in the most solemn manner against the baneful effects of the spirit of party, generally.
This spirit, unfortunately, is inseparable from our nature, having its root in the strongest passions of the human mind.
“I’m not happy. Look at this view. Where there were wild horses and giant ox we now have people everywhere.”
“Oh yes. Populism is such an eyesore. But what can we do, my love?”
“Oh! I know. Let’s just put them out of their small miserable lives -
..that nice man you keep in the closet told me to imagine being like them and it’s so terrible. My empathy. It hurts, Klaus.”
“Oh my love it’s acting up again? When is your next empathycolonic?”
“Tonight. May as well be a lifetime with this view. So…we end them and fill the landscape with those beautiful ox we saw in France. The ones you said were the most beautiful things you ever saw?”
“On a seal impression from Nuzi of the 14th century BCE, rain is pictured as a splash of globules accompanying the storm god on his lion dragon, grasping lightning forks with both hands (Figure 11). Instead of the naked goddess, two goats standing back to back stand on (her) lion
I’m not entirely clear on what happened here in the UK, but if this is a sign of some accountability then perhaps we will see this spread. “Hope is a thing with feathers.” - Emily Dickinson
The comments section shows we have a long way to go if this is any indicator of the damage the bastards have done at normalizing this new normal. May we learn to value our principles over fear and never place such trust in anyone who would so quickly inspire contempt of