Eliot Spitzer (NY Gov who resigned) saw the hooker on February 13th… The news report said that February 13th is known as the unofficial National Mistress Day.
Which made me think of the wretchedness of the situation – what is so sad about the Spitzer case is that, in the end, it seemed he had no friends. Is it a case of “how you judge others is how you will be judged”?
I guess if you never show mercy to people, understand their weaknesses or have compassion (which is not the same as making excuses or enabling), then chances are you will not receive mercy when you need it most.
Because, guaranteed, we all need mercy at some point.
“Up early this day, trying to decide whether or not to bequeath our brain to our alma mater, which is making a collection of such stuff. It struck us as odd that the decision will have to be made by the brain itself and that no other part of us—a foot or a gall bladder—can be in on the matter, although all are, in a way, concerned. Our head is small and we fear that our brain may suffer by comparison if arranged on a shelf with others. Spent part of the morning composing an inscription to go with our brain, but all we got was this:
Observe, quick friend, this quiet noodle,
This kit removed from its caboodle.
Here sits a brain at last unhinged,
On which too many thoughts impinged. “
by EB White
(Gotta love it!!)