Silver Linings

There is always a silver lining. Mostly.

A story in the newspapers speaks about a so-called eco-community having a variety of financial woes.  They are only eco in their marketing.  In too many ways, they cut costs to feather their respective nests. They built an earthen dam which broke immediately and were levied a $300,000 fine by the county.  To my understanding, they have yet to pay it.

A well known social media seems to have a variey of posts designed to make the Caucasian population feel guilty about their skin color.  Whiteness. Privilege.  Clearly, they teamed up with some marketing firm designed to make people feel worse about themselves.  Surely, it isn't to open them socially.

We saw that when advertising began its foothold in the 1940s aimed at making women  compete with one another in the home.  First, it was the latest and greatest cleaning machine designed to save countless hours on housework.  People still spend the same amount of time cleaning.  Those that clean.  Second, it was the Aviance commercial in the 60s telling women they could do it all.  All meant clean the house, prepare the meals and be a radiant, sexy date for their corporate husbands.  Third, it was the Twiggy syndrome.  Get skinny, look sexy. Yet, the food processed contained more and more GMOs and made people fatter.  No one was surprise when we learned Weight Watchers and Sara Lee were owned by the same company.

Now companies make slimming garments to hide the bulges they produced.  Credit is also given to those who can't stay away from the trough.We use to call it self-control.  Or common sense.

I am glad not to have television service.  A newspaper at the door.  To be living on a knoll in a densely wooded area.  My silver linings include the wildlife at my door daily.  Close, personal friends and family.  A good life all in all.

I am glad to be who I am.  Glad to discover life's richness.  I am truly glad to be aware enough of all the silver linings.