He insulted me to the core, and we just met. I wonder if he would do the same, if he knew me any better? And to whom is this important, other than to my vanity?
So much humiliation, insult, stupidity, and bitterness accumulate during life that the only we can do is to try to forget, if we can. I still get into rage-fit when recalling some episodes from my past.
Eco activists are bombarding our conscience on daily basis, in order to preserve natural resources. I agree with their appeals, but am unclear about their motivation: why is that important? To enable more people to live/survive and new to be born? There are too many of us, already…
