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From the Book of Joy

Sunday, June 03, 2018

Something to ponder as I add another year to the tally ...

The Wise Farmer

A farmer's horse runs away. His horse! He loved that thing. It was how he made his living. Farmer's neighbor comes over to lament.

Farmer's neighbor: I heard your horse ran away! I'm so sad for you. That's bad.
Farmer: Who's to say what's good or bad?

A few days later, horse comes back to Farmer and he brings some wild horse friends with him. Farmer's neighbor comes over to celebrate.

Probably not our Farmer's horses.

Farmer's neighbor: Look at all these horses! Owning a bunch of horses is good.
Farmer: Who's to say what's good or bad?

A few days after that, Farmer's son breaks his leg trying to ride one of the wild horses. You could see the bone peeking through the skin. It was pretty gross. Farmer's neighbor comes over to bemoan.

Farmer's neighbor: Your kid is now a cripple. That's gotta be bad, right?
Farmer: Who's to say what's good or bad?

A few days after that, war breaks out. The king enforces a draft of all able-bodied men between the ages of 18-25 to fight those guys. Farmer's son, no longer able-bodied, is spared. He stays on the farm with his parents and no competition for the ladies. Farmer's neighbor comes over to rejoice.

Farmer's neighbor: No war trauma for Junior and so much tail. I know that's good.
Farmer: Who's to say what's good or bad?

I like Farmer. Who's to say what's good or bad? We tell ourselves stories to make sense of the world around us, but the "story" is often as much about perspective as it is about plot.

That's right: I just dropped some wisdom on you. emoticon

Now I'm off to enjoy my birthday. emoticon
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