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What are some little things people do that make you glad?
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 (September 25, 2015 at 6:39 pm)BrianSoddingBoru4 Wrote: ... No. I figure any such things are distractions that may lull one into a false sense of people not being bad. Wiping it out is not premature. It is past due. "A wise man ... proportions his belief to the evidence." — David Hume, An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding, Section X, Part I.
 (September 25, 2015 at 9:31 pm)Pyrrho Wrote:(September 25, 2015 at 9:26 pm)Parkers Tan Wrote: When I broke up with my girl back in June, I took my guitar to the beach to have a beer and play a little. There was another guitarist there, total stranger, but we sat down together and jammed the blues and drank some beer. I felt a lot better about things after that. Not quite what I meant, yeah. Thanks though. 
People just annoy me.
"Never trust a fox. Looks like a dog, behaves like a cat."
~ Erin Hunter 
There's many small gestures people can do in public on occasion.
The ones that make me the happiest are when children smile and wave to me. Of course, I smile and wave back at them. Sometimes we exchange goofy faces. I like making kids laugh.
Anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that 'my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.' -Isaac Asimov-
I used to check in on an elderly couple I knew, and they had a home health worker that came in a few times a week to provide care. Our interactions were polite and courteous when our visits overlapped, but our conversations revolved around the couple...they never became personal on any level.
During this period, I began a messy divorce and found out my mother had stage 4 cancer within the space of a couple of days. Several months later the emotional upheaval, worrying about my children, caring for my parents, financial stress, second job, lack of sleep, and living with constant dread began taking it's toll. I was horrendously depressed and became sick. It must have showed, because one day this woman just walked up to me for no reason and hugged the hell out of me. Out of nowhere. I was very embarrassed, but I totally smiled and pretended to have no idea why she would think I needed such a thing. "That was so nice of you.... but nothing's wrong! Really. I'm fine. Ha ha!" Happened a long time ago, but it reminded me that some people are paying attention...and they do care. 
Neighbor lady used to send down a plate of home made cookies from time to time.
I dropped a subtle hint or 2, and she gave me the recipe. I make quite a few of those cookies now that she has passed, and I enjoy remembering her when I do. It also turns out, I found a prototype recipe for those cookies from her mom in my mom's recipe file when I was going through it. I gave the handwritten recipe card back to the family. They were amazed to see it, and got a kick out of the differences in the recipes. The old recipe had 2 forms of leavening (a change I incorporated in the cookies I make since they turn out thicker and chewier) a different form of shortening (that's since it is such an old recipe), and NUTS !!! Everyone agrees, the cookies don't need NUTS !!! The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
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