Tuesday, October 16, 2007
...way beyond the necessities for being happy.
I think it’s the love of money that does us in. Lots of people say, “If only I had more money, I could be happy.” Well, I don’t buy that. Oh, I want the basic necessities of life. Things like guaranteed health care when I get sick or disabled. And education. The opportunity to learn. But I don’t have to be rich in the monetary sense. If I’m healthy and have the opportunity to cultivate my mind and my spirit – yes, that’s enough. I could be a monk. And live in a monastery. And I’d probably be happy. Living with my dear Jeanne. That made me happy, too. And writing makes me happy, and at peace. Just being able to express myself. As I write this, I’m listening to music. To a string quartet. That revitalizes my spirit. To me, that makes me just as rich as Bill Gates, the multi-billionaire. My cat, Lover Boy, just hopped up on my desk, next to my computer. If somebody told me he'd give me $10,000 for Lover Boy, I’d say no. I’d rather keep Lover Boy. I’m in love with Lover Boy. He’s the most affectionate cat I’ve ever known. He follows me around the house. He comforts me. And I try to comfort him. Yes, I’m blessed. Today I’m thinking of a world in which people settle for the basic necessities of life. They aren’t out for monetary profits. If you’re a scientist, for instance, you might pursue a cure for Alzheimer’s and other diseases without expecting to get monetarily rich from it. Instead, the richness would come from a feeling that mankind reaped the benefits. In my ideal world, nobody would have a desire to be millionaire. Because that would be way beyond the necessities for being happy. –Jim Broede
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Hey, Jim, do you want to brag some more about your posts not being deleted? LOL. Boy did you run away like a girl when Kelli showed up.
For your information, Anonymous, this thread was removed/deleted from the Alzheimer's message boards at my request. Because it was filled with inappropriate comments from the guttersnipe element of the Ladies Aid Society. My post was very positive and upbeat. It's contained right here in this blog under the title "...way beyond the necessities for being happy." That's been the nature of deletions of any of my threads in the past. They were deleted because of inappropriate comments attached to the threads by members of the Ladies Aid Society. Fomenting discord. Meanwhile, I've got 4,500-plus very appropriate posts that have survived, including a dozen or so in the past day. Not bad, I'd say. Reason for me to brag. I suggest that the Ladies Aid Society start to focus on my many positive contributions to the message boards. The thousands of indisputable examples are there for the viewing, for the reading. Please, ladies,learn from my fine examples. Learn to be positive thinkers, instead of negative stinkers. --Jim Broede
By the way, I do appreciate the Ladies Aid Society for making this blog a success. By visiting often. The blog made its debut around August 1. And here we are in mid-October, just about to eclipse 10,000 hits. All I can say is "Wow!!!" I never dreamed we'd have so many visits to the blog in such a short time. And I'm sure that many of the visits have been by the curious members of the Ladies Aid Society. Thank you, ladies. I appreciate your support. Whichever one of you becomes the 10,000th visitor to the blog in the next few days -- well, you'll be lucky. You win a grand prize. Dinner with me. And cooked by me. I'm a good cook. In fact, extraordinary. You'll get some delicious German food. Weiner schnitzel. With dumplings and sauerkraut. With Liebfraumilch wine. And apple strudel for dessert. --Jim Broede
Too bad, you weren't the only one who complained to the moderators. You cannot say for sure, which prompted them to remove it. They thanked me, for bringing it to their attention. You go ahead and delude yourself. There isn't anywhere anyone can post your old threads, anyway, so your dream is safe. It is probably best, that you do stay in your own world. You could not handle the real one.
Seems to me, it hasn't always been ladies, either. I have many posts from men who were offended by your posts. THAT is why so many of them have left. They are elsewhere, and have given YOU as their reason to leave.
BTW, just because a post is within the guidelines of the boards, does not mean it is appropriate or significant to the matters at hand. Constant praises of yourself really do not belong there. Unfortunately, because there are rules posted, the hands of the moderator are very often tied, when it comes to your posts. You should read some of the replies they have privately written.
Or did it get removed because some people turned it around after you stupid replies got twisted around. Can you prove it was at your request???? I didn't think so
Read the threads in this blog aimed at incompetent Alzheimer care-givers. Those threads often draw hostile comments from the Ladies Aid Society from the Alzheimer’s message boards. Yes, I annoy some of those ladies. I make some of ‘em livid. Make them feel bad. Because I make them see themselves. Their not so noble sides. Make them see their incompetence as care-givers. They aren’t always willing to make the sacrifices required for their patients to receive adequate care. They allow themselves to become tired and exhausted and depressed – and thereby unfit mentally and emotionally and physically for care-giving. Too often, they need more care than their patients. That’s a shame. I understand. Because I was that way. For too long. When I was a 24/7 care-giver. I had too much to do. And no relief. That made me less than a competent care-giver. Oh, I acknowledge that some 24/7 care-givers are able to handle it. And do a relatively stellar job of it. But many don't. Wasn’t until I put Jeanne in a nursing home that Jeanne finally got what she deserved. Good care. It was good because I was being assisted by a team of competent professionals. Nurses. And nurses’ aides. And because I was there daily to provide supplemental care. Yes, I was on the scene 8-10 hours daily. Enough time to provide quality care for a change. I didn’t miss a day in 38 months. And yes, I had to make sacrifices for that to be possible. I had to spend down our nest egg. I had to retire. I had to rearrange my priorities. I had to qualify Jeanne for medical assistance. Government aid. But we got it all done. Finally, Jeanne was getting the care she needed, and the care she deserved. Too many Alzheimer patients don't…because of the stubbornness of their care-givers. Care-givers that don’t recognize they’re doing harm. They’d rather be portrayed as martyrs than do what’s best for the patient. –Jim Broede
Another thing, dear ladies. Whichever one of you becomes the 10,000th visitor to this blog site will get more than dinner with me. You'll also get my delightful conversation. For several hours. That means you'll be enlightened. It'll make you a better woman. --Jim Broede
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