“I don’t know what you did, P,” the soldier said regarding a recent rejection I suffered. “What did you do?”
“I have no idea but something happened. How would I know what it was? I assume I wrote something offensive but how could I know what it is that upset him/her? I write 10 blogs a day a lot of the time. That is 50 or 70 blogs a week so how am I supposed to know which one of them was a problem?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well either do I. I don’t even think about things after I write them. I don’t even remember what I wrote and who is to say the offensive thing was written this week, hmm? There is such a thing as archives on my blog so for all I know there was a click back in time and it was something I wrote a year ago or two years ago that sent him/her around the bend. Fact is there are thousands of things I have written and I am not a politician. I never mean to offend but I am sure that anyone could find something to react to if they read long enough. How can you write 8000 things and have someone agree with every single one of them?”
“I am right so I can’t see worrying about this. I either write and I don’t worry about it or I don’t write because I am worried about it and I have obviously made that decision long ago.”
This brings up something I have been thinking about lately, the old adage, “If you try to please everyone; you wind up pleasing no one”. It has occurred to me this idea is applicable to all the people who get surgery to make themselves more “ideal”. You wind up so homogenized, it’s boring.
Do you play for the crowd? Where is Saturn in your chart?