Although politics is not the best way to stabilize one’s blood pressure, it is a very necessary segment of human existence. I could not resist the world-wide media circus of the GREAT DEBATE between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump.
I won’t waste words and time rehashing that which has been rehashed more than enough. However, there is one thing which was mentioned briefly by Hillary Clinton as she described her vision for America’s future .. PROFIT SHARING.
Having worked and retired from a company which practiced profit sharing, I am surprised that more companies are not doing it, I believe it is a much better strategy than having labor and management trying to outfox each other with an outcome of driving costs up and profits down.
I hope Hillary expounds more on profit sharing during the rest of her campaign.
One day a long time ago, when I was young, I ran across a women who interested me. Not that she was pretty because she was not, at least on the outside. But she seemed to emanate an inner glow, which permeated her surroundings wherever she went. One felt good just being in her presence.
One day I was fortunate enough to have a conversation with her, and she told me something which I never forgot: “I do at least one good thing for someone every day” she said, while sweeping bits of hair clippings from the floor of the little beauty shop which she operated.
I thought that if I could do that, Perhaps, I too, would achieve that inner glow which makes one welcome everywhere. I set about to do one good thing for someone everyday. It was not easy at first, and it soon became nearly impossible.
Some people are God-awful horrible! How can you do something good for someone like that?
I confronted her with my dilemma, and she told me this: “when you encounter these people which you believe are so horrible, tell them that you see the good in them that is trying to get out. ”
I’ll be damned, I thought. I tried it. It worked .. For a while, until it seemed, the world began to change faster and faster, and soon I found myself lost in a whirlwind of conflicting ideologies and tantalizing technologies, which caused my blood pressure to rise inversely proportional to my ability to overlook man’s inhumanity to his fellow man.
But, all is not lost, because I can still remember the words spoken by a little wisp of a woman with a big smile who could illuminate a room by just being in it.
“i see the good in you that’s trying to get out!”
I am going to keep trying!