There are days when I feel there’s too much sharing going on. Today, after neglecting my email for just a day and a half, I had more than 500 emails, most of them news from either the Washington Post, New York Time, National Geographic, or The Smithsonian. Mind you, I subscribe to these newspapers and magazines, but do they have to send hundreds of repetitive blurbs? By far the worst offender is the Washington Post. They send an average of three to five blurbs an hour during the day and who knows how many at night.
It wouldn’t matter except for the minor problem that it makes it almost impossible to find anything BUT the Washington Post. They have a cycle. Big story on top. Next blurb, often the same and they rotate the other stores. Third blurb? Top story moves down one notch, but if it’s a really important story (to them), the new top story is just a rehash of the original.
It’s like listening to “all news radio” when after 20 minutes, you’ve heard the entire cycle and if you don’t change the channel, you’re going to hear it again. And again.
I’m not uninterested, but being blasted by news constantly makes me unwilling to read anything. There was a reason why we used to only got one newspaper a day. That’s still a good reason to not keep reiterating the same stories over and over and over. The Boston Globe (to which I do not subscribe) does the same thing, but you can’t actually read the story unless you pay them. The Times limits themselves to maybe four in 24 hours. National Geographic and The Smithsonian send you one important story per day. I love their stories and their restraint in not banging you over the head with endless repetitive news.
So. For all of you who feel I’m ignoring you? You aren’t being ignored. You are buried in endless news blurbs. Blame Jeff Bezos. I think this overwhelming volume or repetitive news is making me more likely to cancel the subscription. It’s worth pointing out that if I wasn’t interested in the story the first three times you sent it? I’m probably not going to be interested in more rehashes of the same story.
And now, the questions!
How do you tell if someone has a sense of humor?
Watch something funny. If they don’t laugh, that’s your first clue.
What sort of music do you prefer?
I’m very eclectic. I’m mad about Beethoven, love old Rock & Roll (Credence, Beatles, Doors, Stones, et al). Solid on folk music and some show music. I don’t particularly like opera, but I do like choral music — including hymns and Christmas Carols. I know they aren’t my hymns or carols, but I know the words and the songs are so easy to harmonize.
What I don’t love? Cool jazz leaves me cold. Even hot jazz doesn’t warm me up. I like crooners — Sinatra, Mathis — too many to name. Loathe 12-tone music. I hated it the first time I heard it back in college and over the years, my opinion has not changed.
I like the whole impressionist and romantic schools of music. Some of the most beautiful melodies come from those musicians. I like almost everything Gershwin wrote and pretty much all of Cole Porter.
As I said: eclectic.
That is one of the huge pluses of have studied music. You become acquainted with a lot of different types of music. I think everyone should at the least get one course in music and art. How can you appreciate it if you know nothing about it except what you hear on your car radio or see on social media?
Thoughts on gravy or ‘sauce”? Yea or nay?
Is this a question about whether you call it gravy or sauce? Or is it a question about whether or not you like gravy or sauce?
I call it sauce if it goes on pasta or comes out of a bottle labeled “sauce.” I call it gravy if I make it from meat drippings. I know others call it different things and that’s fine. It’s not an issue for me. You can call it stardust if you prefer.
As for whether or not I like it? It depends. Does it taste good? If yes, I like it. If no, probably I don’t like it.
Would you enjoy a hot air balloon ride?
I have always wanted to go up in a hot air balloon. I almost did once, but just as I was finally first in line, something went wrong with the balloon and I never got to fly. So do I like it? I think I would if I ever got to do it. I liked gliding (in an airplane with no engine — it was incredibly cool) and I love flying in small aircraft. I might like sky diving if I could convince myself to jump out of the plane. I think you’d have to physically throw me out of the craft.
What do you think is widely taken for granted?
Most married women in my generation. We have husbands who assume we will serve them and we do. That was probably our first mistake. Unfortunately, having made that mistake, we wind up continuing the pattern for however long we live together — which can be many years. This is not to say that all such men are demanding or boorish, but they do expect to be cared for — and they are.