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Words to live by...

"How beautiful it is to do nothing, and to rest afterward."

[Spanish Proverb]

Ius luxuriae publice datum est

(The right to looseness has been officially given)

"Everyone carries a part of society on his shoulders," wrote Ludwig von Mises, "no one is relieved of his share of responsibility by others. And no one can find a safe way for himself if society is sweeping towards destruction. Therefore everyone, in his own interest, must thrust himself vigorously into the intellectual battle."

Apparently, the crossword puzzle that disappeared from the blog, came back.

Friday, August 17, 2012

Look at me!

In spite of my great looks and marvelous brain, I try not to brag. I am often unsuccessful.

Seriously, when I was 14 I was stunned to learn that some girls thought I was conceited. To understand why I was stunned, you have to picture a skinny kid (so skinny he wouldn't wear short sleeved shirts) with crooked teeth (teased mercilessly by my brother to the point where I still only smile with my lips shut together) and "bug eyes." That was me. Or, to be more exact, that was my self image. I wasn't athletic, I was clumsy, I had a reputation as a bad kid (juvenile delinquent type), and I was scared helpless around girls. The only things in my favor at 14 were not having acne nor going through a voice change.

But enough about me, what do you all think of me?

To get back on track, I came across this article which referenced this article and talks about how we are becoming braggarts in a Facebook/social networking era.

Personally, I don't like Facebook. I set up a page on it but I visit it rarely, don't leave comments on it, and can't seem to find a way to delete that account.

What do you think, are people bragging more? If you do, do you believe it is the pressure of social networking that is behind it?

I can see that point. After all, gather a few guys around a keg of beer and start telling stories of your exploits, even self-deprecating ones (which I like to call "anti-bragging"), and the stories will get wilder, each person trying to top the others. I often wonder if that happens with a gaggle of women around whatever it is they gather around. Maybe I shouldn't have used the word "gaggle."

Maybe it gets its start in our childhood when we used to shout "Look, Mommy, Look!" 

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