So what I was getting to and couldn't finish yesterday was that I realized, for the first time, that lots of these people weren't just like their photos (or their imagined photos, since we don't know what most of them looked like). And they were human, and had their bad days and good days, and headaches, and they suffered from arthritis and had ( Read more... )

I have been reading Barack Obama's book, Dreams from My Father, and enjoying it very much on the whole, although at times it is very difficult to have his extraordinarily good writing probe deeply into my fiber and make me think so much about things over which I seem to have no control, therefore no ability to change, for better or worse. It ( Read more... )