tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post6434472982404741491..comments2024-03-26T03:46:04.937-07:00Comments on Books in Northport: Three Phrases I'd Like to See DisappearP. J. Grathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-39059296612761603482007-12-23T13:13:00.000-08:002007-12-23T13:13:00.000-08:00That person with the bumper sticker probably had s...That person with the bumper sticker probably had some specific beefs, but the sticker doesn't tell anyone what they are. Whatever--goodwill to people with bumper stickers, too!P. J. Grathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-310058615890538422007-12-23T08:06:00.000-08:002007-12-23T08:06:00.000-08:00I saw a bunpersticker on a truck yeaterday: "Polit...I saw a bunpersticker on a truck yeaterday: "Political Correctness is Intellectual Fascism!"Susan Ochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13349528942254702007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-82683761913945954812007-12-21T12:36:00.000-08:002007-12-21T12:36:00.000-08:00As always, you bring a smile and chuckle to these ...As always, you bring a smile and chuckle to these pages. Yes, let's take one another's greetings in the spirit of the season and not get hung up on wording. As for your reading to the incarcerated youth, good for you! What a thoughtful and appropriate way to celebrate the season and spread goodwill!P. J. Grathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-31702027100044206832007-12-21T09:14:00.000-08:002007-12-21T09:14:00.000-08:00Oh wow, you’ve hit a chord with me on this one. We...Oh wow, you’ve hit a chord with me on this one. We have become so afraid of being “PC” that we lose the risk of expressing ourselves and more importantly just being ourselves. I mean good grief, why can’t I acknowledge the season as it was intended, instead of what it has evolved into by wishing those I pass a Merry Christmas. After all, if I am wished a Happy Hanukkah or Happy Kwanzaa or whatever by some one that observes those holidays, I am thrilled. It is a compliment to me that someone cares enough to impart a greeting on me that is based out of a belief that they hold dear. At the same time if I wish a dear friend or just a passé- by a Merry Christmas, I hope they take a moment to consider that I am passing on my joy and care enough on to them.<BR/><BR/>Wednesday night I made my occasional trek down to read “bedtime” stories to the unfortunate segment of our society that find themselves housed in what we used to call Juvenile Hall. I really can’t remember what it is called today. Certainly the name changed at some point in response to some “political correct” consideration. It is likely that some of those kids are of a background that doesn’t observe the Christian Holiday under consideration. However, I don’t think that they really cared. I think that it is reasonable to assume that they were happy to just have someone who cared enough to take the time and effort to be there at 9:30 PM.<BR/><BR/>Speaking of which, I am too old to have enjoyed “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” as a child, and somehow it probably skipped much notoriety when my children were young. At any rate, I don’t believe I ever read it aloud before. Although I also read Clement Moore’s “A Visit from St. Nicholas” that night, I discovered what a joy it was to read aloud from Dr. Suess’s story of an awakening of joy.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, I think that I’ve rambled long enough, so I’ll just close with<BR/><BR/>Well...in Who-ville they say that the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day! And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight, He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light and he brought back the toys! And the food for the feast! And he... <BR/><BR/>HE HIMSELF...! The Grinch carved the roast beastZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05838366107002628642noreply@blogger.com