Wednesday, November 28, 2018

“Fears are educated into us, and can, if we wish, be educated out.” — Karl Augustus Menninger

Here we go again. We spin the wheel and where it will stop no one knows, on this Wednesday, November 28, 2018. Not entirely, since it did land on my blog and I have a copied piece for today's visit. This was not attributed and I copied from a posting on The Sunday Morning Gospel Show Facebook page. It may be original with the owner of that page, Randall Hamm. I did check other sources and was not able to find it anywhere else. It does reflect upon the tension we have in today's world, much of it generated by things shared on social media. Over time the conditioning hits us all. Sorry. But, it does. Here's the humorous take on this situation:

~ As we finalize 2018, I want to thank you Facebook, for your educational posts over the past year. I am totally messed up now and have little chance of recovery.

I can no longer open a bathroom door without using a paper towel, nor let the waitress put lemon slices in my ice water without worrying about the bacteria on the lemon peel.

I can't sit down on a hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed and eating a little snack sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of trans fats I have consumed over the years.

I must send my special thanks for the post about rat poo in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing. ALSO, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.

I find it difficult to use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day. Because of your concern, I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

Thanks to you I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I tag seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

I no longer buy fuel without taking someone along to watch the car, so a serial killer doesn't crawl in my back seat when I'm filling up.

I no longer use Cling Wrap in the microwave because it causes seven different types of cancer and thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face, disfiguring me for life.

I no longer go to the cinema because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS when I sit down, I no longer go to shopping centers because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me and I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a huge phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

I can't do gardening because I'm afraid I'll get bitten by the Violin Spider and my hand will fall off.

If you don't post this to your wall and tag at least 144,000 people in the next 7 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 p.m. tomorrow afternoon, and the fleas from 120 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's best friend's beautician!

Oh, and by the way...

A German scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read FB with their hand on the mouse. (Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late.)

P. S. I now keep my toothbrush in the living room, because I was told that water splashes over 6 ft. out of the toilet. ~

All I can say is, there's a lot of truth in that little posting. I can tell you from first-hand experience as one who has achieved three score and ten plus two years of living here on the planet that had we been aware of those kinds of scary exposures when I was growing up, there's no way to estimate how much more messed up I would be. Fast forward to today. You should read some of the stuff sent to me. Much of it comes from people of faith. Really? An electronic version of a chain letter to bring luck? With a warning not to be the one who fails to forward it on? Now those kinds of things are pretty scary. Oh well, I do hope that you got a kick out of reading that posting. And, I hate it, but, I do need to add a public service caveat here. There are real dangers and we should pay attention because as we have recently learned, eating the lettuce could kill you. I may have tried that one on my mom growing up, but, back then, we didn't have a warning system, (except for the one that came with a plum tree switch), therefore, it wouldn't have worked. Think about that one. See you next time and may God bless us all is my prayer. Amen. ....More later.

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