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To Thine Own Self be True!

Dear Members and Constituents,
Who are you trying to impress? When you walk out the door and put on that mask, who is it for? And why do you care so much? Is it a desire to be liked or a fear to be loathed? If we are true to ourselves, we should know that being liked for something we fake is not real. Wouldn’t we rather be valued and respected for who we truly are? As for fear, it seems to me political correctness has made our society very thin-skinned. If our intentions are pure, why should it matter how others interpret our actions and words? We are all grown-up, we can handle it. I feel our society has lost much of its resiliency because so many people are afraid someone somewhere might be offended. And we are all impoverished by it. In this season of joy, we should not have to conceal the reason for our happiness (or sadness) just because that might  be unpopular. I will still respect you even if I don’t share your beliefs or agree with your views (not that you should care J). And so it is that, since Mr. Ed Stocker is out-and-about for the next couple of weeks, I get the privilege of wishing you an early Merry Christmas (feel free to wish me back any holiday you keep). And to help us celebrate, Mon Miah (donut boy) delights us with three dozen donuts. I realize many of you are not here, but if you’re in, you would be well advised to rush (they’re Krispy Kremes, so they should be gone quickly).

Happy Friday!

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