Life in Shirley

I will not acquiesce

I went to bed aggrieved.

Il quieto vivere (anything for a quiet life) is not for me as compromising with principles is not acceptable to me. Call me whatever you like and burn me at the stake but I will not acquiesce.

Pinocchio

One wish before going to bed: I wish people's noses grew every time they lie. One cm would be enough. Our roads would be almost empty. Our environment cleaner. Our hearts at peace.

I witnessed total amorality. I will pray those people be rewarded the way they deserve but, in the meantime, I will have to think of ways to defend myself and those dear to me. It is frightening to see that the majority has given up thinking altogether.

Still around

I have not written anything for months as I am always doing something or writing something else.

The weather was nice today, so I decided to walk to Miller's Pond to check on the SPRA Anniversary tree as it does not look very appealing. There were four youths sitting on a bench: 3 boys and and a girl. They seemed bored with life. The girl got up to chase two geese. The boys sat smoking. I walked very slowly around the pond, stopped opposite them on the other side and then walked back towards Shirley Way. One the boys decided to throw stones to the birds. Another one followed suit.

I walked towards them and asked them to stop what they were doing. I looked straight at them. No shouting. I simply said that they were not allowed to do it and that I would call the police if they did not.

One of them mumbled something. I did not move. They did.

Why are people so afraid to intervene? I was not confrontational but I showed no hesitation in my body language.

Young people need something to do and people who can open their minds.