A Couple of Bad Choices
Two stories come to me today about people from my gridlocked corner of Chicago suburbia. The first illustrates how adventurous driving the local expressways can be, as a fellow Skokie resident becomes airborne in her auto and slams into someone’s house. The second story took place in the mall three blocks from my house: A sad story. The sentencing in this senseless crime fits the deed.
I could expand upon a Buddhism inspired rant about the consequences of our actions, or about how we let our minds control us instead of the preferred method of us controlling our minds. I could, but most people I know don’t like me when I do that…In anyone’s philosophical bent, I think all can agree that we become the choices that we make. It’s a chicken-or-egg question: Does the foolish person become the deed, or does the foolish deed create the person?
There’s never a dull moment in the third largest metropolis within the world’s brashest democratic republic.