tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-294855224951412447.post8744473889736659601..comments2023-10-14T08:27:08.390-07:00Comments on A Pig of Success: Conquered. (Once.)Emily B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16635317086181137885noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-294855224951412447.post-51067351083948214982010-11-16T01:05:11.445-08:002010-11-16T01:05:11.445-08:00Can I just say, I try this all the time. Gracious...Can I just say, I try this all the time. Gracious smiles on the bus, no frowns, no furled brows, walking at a calm quiet pace, no headphones on, looking up, slowing, stopping, letting others go in front of me in line, in doorways, and every homeless person asks me for money. Every single one of them. Then the save the earth, save the children, save our liberty, save our Gods people stand in front of me telling me about the good fight that needs to be fought, and how my money will help win their respective wars. No reciprocity for my smile, my kind eyes, my leisured pace. Only give me, give me, give me. Broken, I reach for my headphones while my pace quickens, my brow furls, head down, eyes chill and no one wants to take from me anymore. As a Superchunk song rings in my ears I find the calm quiet stroll I was looking for all along hiding out in a hurricane of sound.Micheal C. Pickinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07634457030236489539noreply@blogger.com