|You cannot see it well, but the men at the back has an upset expression.|
|Woman knitting in high heals.|
But what caught my total attention was the last page. I guess it is not politically correct to talk about politics, and that we will always get the heat for expressing our opinions, but frankly, I don’t care about political correctness because it has come to be (or maybe always was) a shield for the dishonest. Mine is a higher standard, that of being respectful when I write, comment, or correspond. If I keep this in mind, offending or not offending someone is not my priority, for I cannot control how you take what I write, and if I expect you all to be happy with everything I say, I will be trying to please you, and I will get distracted from expressing that which I hold to be of interest, beauty, or truth. If you differ in my opinion that is perfectly healthy, if I accuse you of offending me or of employing dishonest tactics for simply dissenting with my views, I am playing dirty and resorting to intellectual manipulation. I have a hard time stomaching those accusations and not responding rudely myself, I simply remember at those times that silence is surely golden.
I said while I read this page, that I know too well what happens when the estimate is not a good one. I wish for a president who can balance the budget and run the country with transparency and honesty. Is that too much to ask?