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Our heads... where are they?

A friend sends this email in reply to my recent observation about the lack of choices in local political campaigns....

A few weeks ago, while waiting in the doctor's office, I came across an article in an old issue of National Geographic. This one fascinating paragraph keeps staying with me.

"The barnacle," this article said, "is confronted early on with a decision about where it is going to live. Once it decides that, it spends the rest of its life with its head permanently cemented to a rock."

Forget about our civic society and women climbing up and out around here….we are all acting like barnacles.

1 comment:

  1. The lovely and talented hitlerstitties has left a comment for this post, only he attached it to the post above this one, KIND OF LIKE A BARNACLE GROWS ITS HEAD TO THE WRONG FIXED OBJECT FOR ITS WHOLE LIFE.

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