This post is a bit of a personal rambling. When I was younger, and in university, I had some ideas that I sometimes wrote down. I guess, generally they had the form of poetry. Luckily for you, this particular idea was short and sweet. It encapsulated the essence of a thought that I had when I was a child.
I present to you a “poem” that I wrote that is, in some way, about children. Read it, comment if you like and in my next blog post I will explain what my thoughts were when I wrote this.
What things are out there for the normal person? What is with them at the end of their day?
For the most part, the learned seem not to have done their job, but they are not alone in their negligence.
Quite often the monuments to our ignorance stand no higher than the waist.