Sunday, September 23, 2018

'CHECK-MATE' CAN BE A LOATHSOME WORD...

Why?


ANS: The socially adept, chess-loving sociopath strictly plays to win: in a court of law, no less.


The sociopath's socially adept cleverness also comes with this caveat. Since they regard life as ONE BIG CHESS GAME, others are mere objects to be used, manipulated, and disposed of. You see, sociopaths don't feel sympathy, empathy or guilt. Hence, one little move in the wrong direction puts them dangerously close to anti-social criminal behavior and other malicious acts (e.g., sexual assault and denial thereof).

Ostentatious lying is one of the telling traits of being a sociopath, as well. Moreover, due to the fact that the majority of the population have brains wired differently from the sociopath, ordinary people struggle to understand the motivation that sociopaths have for repeatedly lying. In the same way that normal people see no good reason to lie, sociopaths simply see no reason to tell the truth. "Their web of lies can become so massive that they seem inconceivable to normal adults. Yet if 'empaths' fail to recognize such egregiousness, it strongly predisposes them to getting hoodwinked by the sociopaths' lies. All too often, honest folk end up (i.e., erroneously) projecting normal brain function and behavior onto people who are neurologically wired altogether differently."
In sum, the reason that sociopaths lack genuine contrition, shame and guilt can definitively be traced to their brains. The normal synaptic connections to the areas of the brain that deal with the aforesaid emotions, as well as the center in the brain that helps individuals recognize their mistakes and learn from their misdeeds, both appear to be dysfunctional and/or impaired in sociopaths. 

On that note, 'God help us all' next week vis-à-vis the senate hearings!!


Tuesday, September 4, 2018

WITH LABOR DAY BEHIND US


'Tis a day past
Our Labors,
And all through
These States,
Students greet school yards;
Amassed at their gates.
Summer begins

Its auspicious decline;
Yet nature replies,
Placing fruit on
The vine. 
_ written by L.P.-G.

P.S. A very happy birthday to my husband as well as wedding anniversary wishes to my daughter and her husband!!!

P.S.S. And love and kisses to my beautiful grandsons, with Jim back to school today and John already missing him...

Monday, September 3, 2018

THE POETRY of EMILY DICKINSON...Just Because




Because I could not stop for Death – 
He kindly stopped for me – 
The Carriage held but just Ourselves – 
(And Immortality).



We slowly drove – He knew no haste-
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His 'Civility' – 


We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed us – 
The Dews drew quivering and chill – 
For only Gossamer, my Gown – 
My Tippet – only Tulle – 




We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground – 
The Roof was scarcely visible – 
The Cornice – in the Ground – 

Since then – ‘tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses’ Heads
Were toward Eternity – 
...With sincere wishes for peace and comfort to the McCain family



Sunday, August 26, 2018

HOPE RESIDES WITH THOSE INDIVIDUALS...



Who do not consent to deception:

“In prison, I fell in love with my country. I had loved her before then, but like most young people, my affection was little more than a simple appreciation for the comforts and privileges most Americans enjoyed and took for granted. It wasn't until I had lost America for a time that I realized how much I loved her".




















"I loved what I missed most from my life at home: my family and friends; the sights and sounds of my own country; the hustle and purposefulness of Americans; their fervid independence; sports; music; information--all the attractive qualities of American life. But though I longed for the things at home I cherished the most, I still shared the ideals of America. And since those ideals were all that I possessed of my country, they became all the more important to me.” 
― John McCainFaith of My Fathers: A Family Memoir






“I DON’T BELIEVE IN DESTINY. WE ARE NOT BORN TO BECOME ONE THING OR ANOTHER, left to follow helplessly a course that was charted for us by some unseen hand, a mysterious alignment of the stars that pulls us in a certain direction, bestowing happiness on some and misfortune on others.”