“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.”
It is national Election Day today in my country. This year the campaigns have been filled with vitriolic rhetoric that was often false and misleading. It has left me disgusted. Fortunately some of the people I will vote for did not lower themselves into the mud. I just hope that our politicians have not dug holes so deep that they won’t be able to dig out of them. I am going to stop there and just send you a past Daily.
Ray’s Daily first published on November 8, 2006
The elections in the US are over at last. The results are in and we will soon embark on a new era built on our return to divided government. It is now time to make a choice, to continue to govern on the basis of acrimonious animosity or to establish a civil government that works together for the benefit of all. While many of our elected officials may wish to continue to behave as they have in the past, my hope is that they will have heard the people as they expressed their displeasure with the way things have been.
I hope we can work together to build a better world for all. I hope that we will do all that is needed to nurture our children so that they can do a better job than we have. I hope that we learn to see people as people and not as strangers to be avoided. I hope that we can find a way for the innocent in all lands to find peace. I hope that you and yours will prosper in a society built on mutual cooperation and success. And I hope that you will be able to enjoy a worry free future, in good health, with a wealth of friends and a dearth of enemies.
Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernal glory.
A boss wondered why one of his most valued employees had not phoned in sick one day. Having an urgent problem with one of the main computers, he dialed the employee’s home phone number and was greeted with a child’s whisper.
“Is your daddy home?” he asked.
“Yes,” whispered the small voice.
“May I talk with him?”
The child whispered, “No.” Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, “Is your Mommy there?”
“May I talk with her?”
Again the small voice whispered, “No.”
Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, “Is anybody else there?”
“Yes,” whispered the child, “a policeman.”
Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee’s home, the boss asked, “May I speak with the policeman?”
“No, he’s busy”, whispered the child.
“Busy doing what?”
“Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman,” came the whispered answer.
Growing more worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, “What is that noise?”
“A helicopter” answered the whispering voice.
“What is going on there?” demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive.
Again, whispering, the child answered, “The search team just landed the helicopter.”
Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, “What are they searching for?”
Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle: “ME!”
If you want to build a ship, don’t herd people together to collect wood and don’t assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Also known as ‘women’s intuition,’ this sixth sense thing is no myth. Women seem to know what’s going on in their man’s lives almost better than they do. Why is this?
In the early 80’s researchers discovered that women have more connections between the brain’s two hemispheres than men do. It’s these connections that allow them to put together a puzzle from seemingly unconnected pieces. That, and they go through your stuff while you’re in the shower.
Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.
Weary of constantly picking clothes up from the floor of her son’s room, Jill finally laid down the law:
Each item of clothing she had to pick up would cost her son 25 cents. By the end of the week, he owed her $9.50. She received the money promptly, along with a 50 cent tip and a note that read, “Thanks, Mom – Keep up the good work!”
You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.
Mohandas K. Gandhi
One day a co-worker told my friend, Steve, that she was going home early because she didn’t feel well. Since Steve was just getting over something himself, he wished her well and said he hoped it wasn’t something he had given her.
A fellow worker piped up, “I sure hope not. She has morning sickness.”
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don’t give up.
A blonde was summoned to court to appear as a witness in a lawsuit. The prosecutor opened his questioning with, “Where were you the night of August 24th?”
“Objection!” said the defense attorney. “Irrelevant!”
“Oh, that’s okay,” said the blonde from the witness stand. “I don’t mind answering the question.”
“I object!” the defense said again.
“No, really,” said the blonde. “I’ll answer.”
The judge ruled: “If the witness insists on answering, there is no reason for the defense to object.”
So the prosecutor repeated the question: “Where were you the night of August 24th?”
The blonde replied brightly, “I don’t know!”
We should not let our fears hold us back from pursuing our hopes.
John Fitzgerald Kennedy
- The parachute company says you’ll get a full refund.
- They say the house didn’t float very far at all.
- The “National Enquirer” just loved those pictures of you at work.
- Jerry Springer wants to surprise you on his show.
- The reward for your capture has reached fifty thousand dollars.
- The insurance pays the full book value ($312) for your 1956 T Bird.
- The thieves left the push lawn mower and hedge trimmers.
- Those Grand Juries always over-react. Don’t worry about it.
Courage, it would seem, is nothing less than the power to overcome danger, misfortune, fear, injustice, while continuing to affirm inwardly that life with all its sorrows is good; that everything is meaningful even if in a sense beyond our understanding; and that there is always tomorrow.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.
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