Ah, Easter weekend.  Yesterday was my day to do billing for the May Horizons Magazine.  It could be a four hour job but I take the time to update labels and listings at the same time, so sometimes it stretches into up to four days.  I couldn’t let that happen this month since I didn’t have 4 days to spare.  So yesterday was a race to the finish and I did it in time to get them to the post office.  

I’d posted a photo on Facebook of a toy bunny tied to a bamboo cross with a crown of stars, with another toy bunny on the ground looking up at him.  The caption read: “In honor of Good Friday, here’s a re-enactment by Motown Bunny and his blessed BunnyMa to commemorate the day. We celebrate everything here. If this ticks you off, you may want to work on that.”

I thought it was funny.  Our holidays are so distorted by media and marketing, I wonder in 50 or 100 years what people will be celebrating, and how the story of each holiday will be changed to suit their purposes?

It doesn’t really bother me, though, seeing what people do.  People are gonna do what they’re gonna do.  I always think, “if s/he were my retarded 6 year old sister or brother, would it bother me to hear the words I hear said?”  Absolutely not.  I’d consider the source.  So it’s the same with anyone trying to sell me a product or a service or a philosophy or idea.  Or someone hating on someone else.

I don’t try to fix irrational people or an irrational world.  I just live my life as rationally as I can, to do the right thing in each moment as it comes in front of me.

Then, always, somehow everything falls magically into place.

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