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    • What I’ve Learned

      Posted at 3:36 pm by kayewer, on September 12, 2026

      Some of our best philosophies are rooted in the words of wisdom spoken by persons of note or the elderly. Those individuals who have earned a position of respect often provide simple but effective quotes which live long after they have departed this world. The elderly are heard by virtue of their having been through life’s journey and, thus, have “seen things.”

      At my age, I have come to that latter category, and I hope that things I have shared with people have been helpful. They will do no good once I have gone, which in this world and at my age can happen at any time. So now is the best moment to share a handful of things I have made note of. Here are a few tidbits for your consideration.

      The way to tell the difference between the defamatory terms libel and slander is this: libel would be found in a library, as it is written, while slander is spoken.

      A watched pot boils at the same rate as the one you walk away from, but you avoid disaster by waiting for it to agitate rather than walking away from it. Always tend food on an active stovetop.

      Archie Bunker and Mike Stivic argued over this in All in the Family, but it’s logical to put on both of any kind of hosiery first, then the outer footwear. You can run for your life in stockinged feet (and take the shoes with you), but one bare foot is bound to find a sharp object before the clad one. Also, if your feet get dirty, you can put the socks in the wash and put on new ones, rather than wash your feet. Or you can put bare feet in the shoes. Sorry, Mike.

      If the ice cream truck arrives at dinnertime, put the dessert course first. In my area, Mister Softee always seems to come at 6:00.

      Let the other guy go first. If something happens, you have extra time to avoid it, but they will be in the firing line. This is especially true in traffic.

      If you find your own saliva disgusting and tend to spit frequently, consider changing what goes into your mouth.

      If you woke up wearing it, don’t go out the front door wearing it.

      People who are opposed to vaccines for whatever reason still do hypocritical things like carry umbrellas and insurance policies. I can’t explain why they are like this, but since I am innoculated, I find them mildly annoying and perhaps shortsighted, but not worth the argument.

      The difference between some of the speeches from our top elected official and those of the character Commander McBragg in the Tennessee Tuxedo and his Tales cartoon series is. . . .wait, is there a difference? Honestly, though, is it possible to get through an elected term without being caught with one’s foot in their mouth at least once?

      At the start of every school year, if all the students got to hear Fred Rogers’ affirmation that they are each special in their own way, I think the year would get off to a good start. There is also the episode of Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood in which he shared a foot soak in a kiddie pool with Officer Clemmons, who was a Black character at a time (among many, past and present) when race was a hot topic. Finally, there was the inclusive episode with a paralyzed ten-year-old named Jeff Erlanger, who appeared on the show in his electric powered wheelchair, and they sang a song together. Kids who understand uniqueness may not be as inclined to bully or doubt their own abilities and shortcomings. Understand others, and you understand yourself.

      That’s enough for one sitting. If you read through all of these, you may be my age and still have the patience to spend a few minutes reading something long without a TLDR reduction. You may also be a sensible person who has discipline and likes to experience what other people have to say about life. It’s a talent that is fading with the generations. Thank goodness we have the old books from the greats to fall back upon.

      AI can’t give you these tips as effectively. No matter how old it gets.

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    • Opinion Page

      Posted at 5:55 pm by kayewer, on March 1, 2025

      Wouldn’t it be a strange world if the only opinion that mattered was your own? It may seem perfect to you, because you would no longer become upset by a different point of view.

      Imagine, though, how difficult it would be to find one person who was exactly like you in every idea, concept, and span of knowledge. It’s impossible to do, because every human being has a different story and, therefore, different opinions on everything.

      Often we want to destroy or alter opinions which are not our own. From the earliest days of man, when people dared to call the world round and germs visible only with enlarging technology an important part of our lives, to today’s polarizing protests and fearmongering about defining what we are, believe, say, or do, there has always been room for two opposing ideas. It took a lot of growing and compromising to get there, however.

      In her school days, my mother, a National Honor Society member, presented a report with a brown and turquoise book cover. She received points off. Nobody uses brown and turquoise together, the teacher said. The rule must have been written in stone somewhere.

      I, too, have been blasted for having opinions all my life, and so has everybody else. Sometimes, however, the things we’re criticized for have little overall effect and can be rather silly. When I was a kid, for example, one of my favorite breakfast leftovers was hamburger and gravy on a soft slice of white bread; when I presented that idea for a theme on what we ate in the morning, my teacher acted as if I had said strychnine. Just because she never had dinner leftovers for breakfast, nobody else could have them, either. So said she, so it was, at least back then, written in stone. I got points off.

      Remember that beer commercial in which the two sides argued, “Tastes great,” and “Less filling?” Until they came out with an ad that clarified it had both attributes, it was a pop culture argument with no true winner, and that can be frustrating. Perhaps there are no “winners,” but simply “compromises.”

      Nobody has the exact same opinion on everything, which is what gives us individuality of character. Often our differences are meaningless, such as people from South Jersey calling a certain spicy meat product Taylor’s Pork Roll, while in North Jersey it’s called Taylor Ham (true story). A hoagie is a sub in some places. Soda is pop or tonic. These are small things which do not have an effect on daily life. Both camps live harmoniously.

      When we delve into politics or social issues, however, the arguments become chaotic or even violent when opinions differ. When it comes to human life in particular, sometimes people are in favor of everybody suffering collectively. They don’t offer good reasons or even compassion or financial help: everybody simply must get in the pool of misery and keep quiet about it.

      Politics is a slippery course to wade through, because those in favor of one party often act as if those on the other side are all evildoers deserving of annihilation. Remember, the only people who belong are those who are exactly the same as you.

      So today I was hoisted up for a shaming session because my opinion wasn’t the same as a celebrity’s. Shame on me. At least the argument was not over pork roll or ham. Also, I didn’t say the person was wrong; just that my experience was different. We can all get along and still not agree.

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