The Darwinian Thing to Do
Oh, how clever they are, these
hybrid creatures who want their cake
and eat it too, autonomy without
the responsibility; but at what point
does one stop blaming their government,
parents, teachers, coaches, good old
uncle Bob and every person who looks
at them the wrong way, slights hidden
out of sight, and take responsibility
for their own life? Wouldn’t that be
the Darwinian thing to do?
Turkey Day in Georgian Bay
Yesterday was turkey day in Georgian
Bay, a day of thanks for life’s goodness
and pleasure, and despite all the misery
of this pernicious virus that’s brought
the world to a sudden pause, it’s given
us time to reflect on where we’ve come;
and when I snuck down to the refrigerator
in the middle of the night for my favorite
sandwich of turkey goodness, I thanked
the love of my life for the consummate
pleasure of being my wife.
