Puzzled. And thank you.
Weird facts, like playing connect the dots...
Happy Friday
A weird collection of facts. Like playing connect the dots, it will make sense in a bit…
[P.S. If you’d prefer to read this on Medium, it’s here… ]
London, 1940…
People in London weren’t allowed to turn on their lights at night during WWII so enemy bombers wouldn’t see the lights and know where to drop bombs.
No one protested, saying it’s their right to have light. If they did, they’d have been told individual rights don’t allow us to endanger others.
Substitute “light” for “mask” and I don’t get it.
I guess bombs are a scarier way to die?
204 years…
Jeff Bezos earns $150,000 per minute. 8.9 million per hour.
His warehouse workers, who qualify for food stamps, would have to work full time for 204 years at their current salary to earn what he earns in one hour.
204 years, full time. Vs. 1 hour. What would it cost him to pay just a bit more? A drop in the bucket? He wouldn’t even miss it.
When I saw that on Facebook, most of the comments defended Bezos.
That’s the part I don’t understand. Do you?
A mirror…
Rent is due Sunday, 25 million unemployed Americans are about to lose their extra unemployment benefits — and senate just took a three day weekend.
I keep reading posts blaming Trump for it all.
All the woes. All one man’s fault. Except? He didn’t vote himself in. The president is just a mirror. Of course, with any mirror, what’s reflected back depends who’s standing in front of it. 95 days and I guess we’ll see.
Last one…
A reader emailed this week to thank me for not trying to sell something in every email. She said she loves that my emails aren’t about why she needs to buy something.
It was a strange feeling. Good, but it made me feel a bit sad that we live in a world where so many conversations end with a buy button.
I do have a point.
Are you a big picture kind of person?
When I used to visit Mom in her senior’s home, I’d walk past a 6-foot table filled with puzzle pieces. Usually, the table was filled with little old people visiting, laughing and sipping coffee as they built the puzzle together.
One day, there was one little old lady sitting there all alone.
Holding up a single puzzle piece in a shaking hand. Staring at that one piece intently, as though she was trying to figure out that one little piece.
Sometimes, I think we approach life that way.
In pieces. Global warming. Feminism. Black Lives Matter. Hunger. Poverty. Unemployment. The Pandemic. Just pieces of a whole and we’re like that little old lady, intently focused on one piece.
I wonder if we’ll see the bigger picture before it’s too late.
“I am only one, But still I am one. I cannot do everything, But I can do something; And because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do the something that I can.” —Edward Everett Hale
Also, thank you!
Friday is often my best day on Medium. Not because of Medium, but because of you. I send links to what I’ve written that week and bless you all, you go read.
I wanted to tell you how much I appreciate that. Because I don’t come bearing sales pitches and affiliate links. Only words. Hoping something I wrote might resonate.
And it truly feeds my heart when you read. So thank you.
This week’s writing…
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Thanks for reading and have a great weekend.
:)
Linda
Thank you, Linda. I look for your weekly updates. Always a helpful read.
I LOVED this issue. I need things that entertain and stimulate my mind. These random facts were really good, especially the blaming Trump/voting for him lol. I have my fingers crossed for you Americans come election season.