CHARITABLE GIVING – RICH PASCHALL

We are part of the solution or part of the problem. The answer is that those of us who have the means need to use what we give to its best advantage. There are a lot of fake charities out there playing on our sympathies. We need to do our homework before plunking down that check!

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The Case for Good Works

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Washington DC – Capitol Hill: United States Capitol (Photo credit: wallyg)

It is often said that we should not expect the Federal Government to do every thing for everyone.  It can not, and should not, be expected to be all things to all people.  They are not good at it anyway.  Programs by the government created to address a variety of social needs have never been an effective way to actually meet people’s needs.  First and foremost among the problems is the inevitable bureaucracy that springs up around any social program administered by the government.  If they are at it long enough, there will be enough whistle blowers to point out the waste the program accumulates.  Proof will arise that anything run by the feds will sooner or later seem like a bad soap opera.  We can laugh about 100 dollar hammers or 200 hundred-dollar toilet seats but…

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WHAT MAKES A BOOK?

I read a lot and almost entirely on a Kindle. I feel about my Kindle the way I feel about computers: it’s a better way.

Especially as I’ve gotten older and my eyes tire quickly, being able to adjust size and style of the fonts has become increasingly important. Kindle is lighter than a paperback and has its own light. My Kindle isn’t a book — it’s a portable library that I can take with me wherever I go.

A while back, I had to read a “real book” because it wasn’t available on Kindle. I found it heavy and worse, I had to turn a light by which to read. I’m not used to that! Kindle HDX 1When we travel, I no longer need to haul a trunk full of paperbacks. My Kindle fits neatly in my shoulder bag, camera bag or laptop case. My wrists don’t get tired from holding it. I can read one-handed. The Kindle keeps my place for me, even if I’m reading more than one book at a time. And the bookmarks never fall out.

75-MyBooks-NK-05 I grab my Kindle on the way out when I’m off to the doctor. Having stuff to read takes some of the sting out of waiting. At home, I don’t have to figure out where to put books. For the first time in 30 years, there’s a bit of wiggle room on my book shelves.

I get annoyed by people who tell me electronic books aren’t “real books.” I’m sure when books replaced papyrus scrolls, a lot of people complained. And when the printing press replaced scribes, whew! That was major change. For me, it’s contents that makes a book, not format.

A couple of years ago, we gave away hundreds of books. They went to our local library, two high schools, the senior center and to any friends who wanted them. And there are plenty more where they came from if anyone wants them.

Yet I still love old-fashioned paper books. There’s nothing like the smell of paper and ink when you open a new book. Nothing sounds sweeter than the soft crack of a book’s binding as it loosens for the first time. The rustle of paper when you turn pages is music to my ears.

If I had unlimited room, I’d have a library with every book I love filling the shelves. But I’d do my reading on the Kindle anyway. Because it weighs almost nothing and it’s lit from within. I’ve gotten spoiled by the lightness and the light.

There’s room in the world for all kinds of things. Paper books will never be obsolete. Buy them as long as you have room in your bookcases.

For everything else, there’s a Kindle. Or a Nook or a tablet or whatever device you prefer.

Reading is important. The rest is semantics.

MOST ODD PHOTOGRAPH

Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge: Week 11

My entry this week is about as odd as any picture I’ve ever taken. I don’t know why I took it except it was kind of interesting. Lots of stuff. Textures. Colors.

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We may have dust bunnies the size of deer, but our living room is neat, sort of and nowhere near this interesting. Neat if you don’t count all the leaves and junk the dogs drag around. And the socks Bonnie steals then deposits until the next time she feels like killing an inanimate object.