May 3, 2022
“A lively, disinterested, persistent liking for truth is extraordinarily rare. Action and faith enslave thought, both of them in order not to be troubled or inconvenienced by reflection, criticism or doubt.”
Henri Frederic Amiel
Ray’s Daily first published on May 3, 2006
I have really been troubled lately. I continue to get e-mail from people I hope are well meaning. They seem to be coming from everywhere including my Christian friends. Many use misstatements to tell me why I should hate the hardworking, polite, and competent counter person that works up the street. I don’t know if she is a citizen or not, I don’t know if she has a green card or not so it would be presumptuous on my part to assume she is an illegal alien.
I am told that the Mexican workers are living off welfare yet I read the data and it shows they are on welfare less often than the general population. I am told that the guys that work for our landscaping service and do such a good job are part of some burden on the criminal justice system. And yet when I look at the facts in our town that is not the case.
I don’t know how to tell who is a citizen and who is not. I do know I can judge those I come in contact with by what they do. Probably some are undocumented workers, but that gives me no excuse to treat them all as illegal. I lived through the period of hate that we experienced in the 40’s, 50’s and 60’s. We were told that all blacks were bad, all Orientals a threat to our security, and more. The intolerance poisoned us and we paid a price. It can happen again if we succumb to the siren song of those who look for someone or something to blame for everything that happens, it is so much easier than having to learn and think for ourselves.
I know this will offend some, so be it, but I also know that most of our readers see people as individuals and not as people that should suffer undeserved hate. At the very least I would hope that everyone would avoid intolerance through learning the facts. It is too easy these days to find demigods who will reinforce our prejudices by feeding us only that which will fan the fires of our own prejudice.
And do you know what? intolerant jokes that are at the expense of race or nationality really are not funny they only define the author.
“The test of courage comes when we are in the minority.
The test of tolerance comes when we are in the majority.”
Ralph W. Sockman
Winters are fierce in northern Scotland, so the owner of the estate felt he was doing a good deed when he bought earmuffs for his foreman.
Noticing however that the foreman wasn’t wearing the earmuffs even on the bitterest day, the landlord asked, “Didn’t you like the muffs?”
The foreman said, “They’re a thing of beauty.”
“Why don’t you wear them?” asked the estate owner.
The foreman explained, “I was wearing them the first day, but somebody offered to buy me a drink and I didn’t hear him!”
“I have learned silence from the talkative, tolerance from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strangely, I am ungrateful to these teachers”
The couple entered the resort’s swanky dining room. “I’m sorry,” apologized the Maitre d, “but there are no tables available.”
“One moment, my friend,” said the man, drawing himself up. “I happen to be Gregory R. Carutheres, the sportsman.”
“I’d like to accommodate you, Mr. Caruthers, but there just isn’t a table available this evening.”
“I bet if President Bush came in and asked for a table, there’d be one available.”
“Yes-s-s,” the other admitted, “I suppose there would be a table available for President Bush.”
“Good! I’ll take it. The President isn’t coming!”
My wife and I always compromise; I admit I’m wrong and she agrees with me.
Why you shouldn’t respond to chain messages. . .
If you send this message off to 20 people within the next 4 days, and each of them send this letter off to 20 other people within 4 days…In 40 days, approximately 10 trillion of these messages will cross the Internet. From day 40 to day 44, an additional 200 trillion of these messages will cross the Internet, at an average of 50 trillion messages per day. From day 44 to 48, an additional 4,000 trillion of these messages will cross the Internet, at an average of 1,000 trillion messages a day, 41.7 trillion messages per hour, 694 billion messages per minute, or 11.6 billion messages per second.
Of course, the Internet will have ground to a complete halt way before then, and a good thing too, because by day 44 (assuming each man, woman and child in the world is tied to the Internet) you would have to respond to about 2 chain mail letters per second, sending off 20 responses each second, giving you 5/100 of a second to send each message. If you drop the ball, you will break about 1,800,000 chain letters per day, bringing almost two million times the bad luck upon yourself than if you broke the first chain letter to begin with.
The logical conclusion? It is better to break the initial chain letter and receive one dose of bad luck than to continue the chain letter, and by day 44, receive 1,800,000 doses of bad luck.
I knew one poor fellow who ended up in such a circumstance. He ended up having 287,345 heart attacks, losing 5,137 wives, got fired from at least 100,000 jobs, and was run over by a truck. His Visa card was also revoked. Nobody liked him anymore. He finally ended up committing suicide 459 times, but he was so unlucky, he was never successful. Finally, he resigned to the idea of not dying, and was immediately hit by a meteorite and vaporized. But his cells went on to experience even more bad luck.
“It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.”
On an airplane, I overheard a stewardess talking to an elderly couple in front of me. Learning that it was the couple’s 50th wedding anniversary, the flight attendant congratulated them and asked how they had done it.
“It all felt like five minutes…” the gentleman said slowly. The stewardess had just begun to remark on what a sweet statement that was when he finished his sentence with a word that earned him a sharp smack on the head: “..underwater.”
Never trust a man who says he’s the boss at home. He probably lies about other things too.
Jill, being the “only buy-on-sale shopper,” beckoned to a salesman in Bergdorf Goodman’s, pointed to white wool designer dress on a mannequin, and said, “Hey Sonny boy, so how much is the dress on that store dummy over there?”
“That dress is $899.95, Madam,” sneered the rather snotty salesman.
“Oh! For $99.95, I could get the same dress at S. Klein’s downtown!”
“But Madam,” said the salesman, “You’ll find that the dress at Klein’s is recycled wool. This original is 100% pure virgin wool.”
And Jill replied, “So! For $800, I should be caring what the lambs do at night?”
If you are losing a tug-of-war with a tiger, give him the rope before he gets to your arm. You can always buy a new rope.
A joke for my generation:
A Sunday School teacher asked little Willie who the first man in the Bible was.
“Hoss.” said Willie.
“Wrong,” said the teacher. “It was Adam.”
“Aw, shucks!” Willie replied. “I knew it was one of those Cartwrights.”
“An inspired, concerned and loving society will dignify man; will find the ways to develop his talent; will put the fruits of his labor and intellect to effective use; will achieve brotherhood; eliminate bigotry and intolerance; will care for the indigent, the delinquent, the sick, the aged; seek the truth and communicate it; respect differences among man.”
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