My daughter is quite an opinionated, sometimes-stubborn and brazen woman. (I have no idea where she got those characteristics...probably from her father.) There are certain things that either drive her bat**** crazy or make her fret uncontrollably. The circus--at least any circus where there are
Tuesday of this week, there was a board meeting at this company--also known as the Devil's Laboratory. A small band of protestors--my daughter one of them--were there as they battled the bitter cold and over-zealous police officers. My daughter stood tall and straight and unwielding...like I've always taught her to do...at least indirectly.
No matter what profession we're in, or what social circle we belong to, there are times when we either have to stand tall for our beliefs or we have to back down and remain silent. It's my opinion that with age comes a freedom. I am no longer terribly worried about what others think of me--at least I don't obsess about it. I speak my mind, try to say things respectfully, but don't usually pussy-foot around issues. What you see is what you get...
How about you? What is a time that you had to decide if you were going to stand up or let things go?
|The other side of the sign says,|
"Corporate greed creates mutant seeds."
This is my little girl...