I really like how the movies you describe show the value of keeping things simple. Remember high school chemistry? Too many variables made it impossible to validate a test. This lesson in simplicity applies to kindness. "A simple act of kindness has a ripple effect with no logical end." Kind acts don't require complicated 'movie plots'. Just one small small, one kind word....can make a difference. I haven't watched A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood, but I'm wondering if Mr. Rogers conveys a similar message.
A lot of the Coen Brothers' movies seem to have some variation of this theme, with overly convoluted plots and greedy plots that end up backfiring. Like Fargo: "There's more to life than a little money, you know. Doncha know that? And here you are, and it's a beautiful day."
Discovered your newsletter during the Roll Call 2022. Loved reading through it. I would fancy a collaboration, we both can write a couple of guest posts on each others newsletters.
KISS me, for health, wealth, and happiness because I possess none of these, sorry !
Navigating or facing Protestantism, capitalism, and authoritarianism in the wilderness of Nicaragua,
I´m like William Wallace in Braveheart shouting freedom, freedumb, freedump !
Merry Christmas ! I celebrate the birth of Jesus, imagining peace. It´s a selfless time where I tend to forgive and try to forget the mundane stuff that wears me down.
My used Swiss pocket knife instantly turns into an essential AR 15 and my rusty machete into an existential dilemma between an AK 47 and a Dragunov. Dear God, please forbid any home invaders from visiting or even burglarizing my humble shed in the jungle, only monkeys, snakes, and mosquitoes allowed !!!
This degenerate bizarro is WW3 upon all of us !!! But one just can´t go down without a fight, one´s rocking boat, one´s tough rules ! Imagine us handicapped in third-world countries heavily sanctioned by the US and EU. We´d love to have your first-world problems, I can understand you ! But maybe not, ours, struggling for mere survival, make us realize that slavery was not abolished a century ago, as it´s been bragged about in history textbooks. Evolution is only Evilution, humanity never learns. Darwin is always at it.
Scorch-earth regards from the tropical wilderness in Nicaragua, Central America, so every day I do or live real Safari. Sometimes I feel even overwhelmed by so much nature. No digital currency down here, and hardly any cash. I scrape by close to the Masaya Lagoon and Volcano, dubbed the Gates of Hell, google it. You know, hell, sweet home. Not sweet, really, kind of bittersweet ! My shabby $2 flip-flop Ferrari I walk drives me nuts, which is ludicrous. Yet I´m grateful in this hardcore jungle, for being still alive. Merely breathing is a blessing.
Joy just to breathe ! Life is not a word, it is a sentence. Joy to be able to enJOY it however cruel, bad, or ugly it gets. But who am I, to be this privileged ? I´m just a soldier of Christ, nobly humble cannon fodder, fighting in the first row, bruised and bloodied, one-armed, bringing a breath to the world, still breathing, quite heavily, though, praising the Lord, all in Jesus´ name, to the best of my ability, to my very last breath on the battlefield called LIFE ! For how much longer ? That´s the million dollar question !
I really like how the movies you describe show the value of keeping things simple. Remember high school chemistry? Too many variables made it impossible to validate a test. This lesson in simplicity applies to kindness. "A simple act of kindness has a ripple effect with no logical end." Kind acts don't require complicated 'movie plots'. Just one small small, one kind word....can make a difference. I haven't watched A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood, but I'm wondering if Mr. Rogers conveys a similar message.
A lot of the Coen Brothers' movies seem to have some variation of this theme, with overly convoluted plots and greedy plots that end up backfiring. Like Fargo: "There's more to life than a little money, you know. Doncha know that? And here you are, and it's a beautiful day."
Discovered your newsletter during the Roll Call 2022. Loved reading through it. I would fancy a collaboration, we both can write a couple of guest posts on each others newsletters.
Do tell me if you are interested.
Never knew about Dean Kamen! Really curious to know the full story so I'm definitely going to watch that documentary.
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KISS me, for health, wealth, and happiness because I possess none of these, sorry !
Navigating or facing Protestantism, capitalism, and authoritarianism in the wilderness of Nicaragua,
I´m like William Wallace in Braveheart shouting freedom, freedumb, freedump !
Merry Christmas ! I celebrate the birth of Jesus, imagining peace. It´s a selfless time where I tend to forgive and try to forget the mundane stuff that wears me down.
My used Swiss pocket knife instantly turns into an essential AR 15 and my rusty machete into an existential dilemma between an AK 47 and a Dragunov. Dear God, please forbid any home invaders from visiting or even burglarizing my humble shed in the jungle, only monkeys, snakes, and mosquitoes allowed !!!
This degenerate bizarro is WW3 upon all of us !!! But one just can´t go down without a fight, one´s rocking boat, one´s tough rules ! Imagine us handicapped in third-world countries heavily sanctioned by the US and EU. We´d love to have your first-world problems, I can understand you ! But maybe not, ours, struggling for mere survival, make us realize that slavery was not abolished a century ago, as it´s been bragged about in history textbooks. Evolution is only Evilution, humanity never learns. Darwin is always at it.
Scorch-earth regards from the tropical wilderness in Nicaragua, Central America, so every day I do or live real Safari. Sometimes I feel even overwhelmed by so much nature. No digital currency down here, and hardly any cash. I scrape by close to the Masaya Lagoon and Volcano, dubbed the Gates of Hell, google it. You know, hell, sweet home. Not sweet, really, kind of bittersweet ! My shabby $2 flip-flop Ferrari I walk drives me nuts, which is ludicrous. Yet I´m grateful in this hardcore jungle, for being still alive. Merely breathing is a blessing.
Joy just to breathe ! Life is not a word, it is a sentence. Joy to be able to enJOY it however cruel, bad, or ugly it gets. But who am I, to be this privileged ? I´m just a soldier of Christ, nobly humble cannon fodder, fighting in the first row, bruised and bloodied, one-armed, bringing a breath to the world, still breathing, quite heavily, though, praising the Lord, all in Jesus´ name, to the best of my ability, to my very last breath on the battlefield called LIFE ! For how much longer ? That´s the million dollar question !
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