The Social Porcupine

DISCLAIMER: Not my image You dare me to do it; I say nope. 🤨  You say that’s how it’s done; I show you how it’s REALLY done. 😅  No options? I can come up with twenty plans hundreds of times more ingenious. 🧐  I refuse to do or believe anything "just because".  Dead or alive, I like doing my thing. 🤩  Or maybe I’m just super anti-social and don’t care what the party wants? 🙁  Rebel or rude or right?  I like thinking before doing, and then doing, too 😉 Just not the same sort of doing as you would do 😆  Tradition or fashion; I don’t care. Why should I? There’s no growth in being the same. There’s no fun in never knowing why others are the same.  It’s not about why I don’t care; I’m asking why you don’t care about what I care about?  It’s a matter of opinion until it comes to this ... and in this, I say all that matters is my opinion.  My way or the highway ... I’ve chosen BOT H....

A Companion post to Calm Down, We All Live On The Same Planet . I'm the sort of person that believes solutions are always possible.  I'm also the sort of person who is a realist. Meaning, I know that while it takes two to fight, it only takes one to persecute. Sometimes a multitude can be silent accomplices. And sometimes they never know. But either way, the one persecuted doesn't always have the choice to activate a solution.  Sometimes, while a solution is always possible, it's far out of reach for the person needing it.  Germany has taught me this more than ever.  I want everyone to get along.  But some of our personal philosophies and ideas and values just aren't compatible.  Sometimes there is just no meeting in the middle, no matter how much one wants it.  And yet it's inevitable to meet somewhere.  And thus hearts are broken, culture shock ensues and battles rage.  And yet ... this doesn't mean so...

Have you ever seen such a  huge  snail? I knew I had three choices when I saw the snail.  Kiss it to see if it'd turn into a prince like frogs do. But I'm actually kinda anti-kissing animals.  Eat it. Because that's what Europeans do, right? But I'm kosher, so I passed on that, too.  Take a selfie with it. Ah, that was easy enough.   I'm not sure what I was expecting when I flew into Germany, but I wasn't expecting it to look ... normal.  When flying from the Netherlands to Germany, I remember looking out the window and thinking, "Wow. It looks just like America." I guess landscape is all the same from the sky ... huge masses of green and brown and blue, swirled together.  Once I landed, I was mildly disappointed to see that Germany was still not all that different, and in fact was quite dirty and modern, reminding me a lot of Las Vegas. Or maybe that was just all the graphite.  But, once I got past how muc...