Friday, August 12, 2022

We are all heroes

 I got 10 things listed on Ebay last night, some of them worth a lot more money than I thought they'd be like an obscure little microscope light it appears I can ask $100 for. 

Practicing flute at the end of the day isn't that great ... generally I'm tired from the day and all I feel like doing is very simple exercises on the shinobue. The new bamboo one that cost me almost $200 isn't necessarily that much better than my $30 plastic one. With the treatment I'm giving the plastic one, giving it a "bamboo" texture and putting real bindings on it, it's really easy to say now that  I have the bamboo one in-hand, that I'd recommend anyone just get the plastic one. Assuming the appearance either doesn't bother them or they can modify theirs like I have mine. 

I woke up at a bit past 3. While puttering around thinking about things I realized that not only my family but Ken's family are heroes. Back in the classic "baby boom" time, it was the thing to do to have all the kids you could. It was 5 in my family and Mom had a miscarriage or it would have been 6. Ken is one of 5 kids also. 

But in my family we have chosen to be "climate heroes" in that none of the 5 of us have kids. And, thinking about it, Ken only had 3 kids and two were from his wife's prior marriage, and of those three, I think none have kids. One of Ken's sons has a daughter but I think she's from his wife's prior marriage. So we're going from families of 5 to families or zero or very close to it. This is what the planet needs. 

Would the average American ever be happy living like a traditional Okinawan, walking everywhere and living on fish and a little rice and lots of vegetables? Obviously, no. Even in Okinawa, only some of the olders are living that way still.

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