Don’t scrutinize beauty too much…just enjoy it when it occurs.

Moving sucks.

Earlier this week Rosie and I watched Notorious C.H.O., because we like Margaret Cho, even though she has possibly the dirtiest mouth of any comedian, ever, bar none. Rose and I don’t usually go for the performers who “work blue”, but Cho is so smart that we can’t resist her (plus, she really knows who she is). I believe we were first introduced to her through Dr. Katz, Professional Therapist.

Anyway, amidst all the raunchy jokes, some incredible truth emerged—not only about her life, but also about humanity. I’m quoting from memory here: “If you are a person of color, if you are gay, if you female, if you are a person of intelligence, if you are a person of integrity, you are a minority in this country.”

It made make think: It's true; racism and classism are alive and kickin’ in 2002 in the U.S. of A.

P.S. – Be sure to watch I’m The One That I Want, her first movie; it’s even better than Notorious.

Lately, I’ve been thinking about something that disturbs me just a bit. I’m not sure if it disturbs me because I’m afraid the thought is elitist, or because I’m afraid the thought might actually be true.

Here’s the thought: There are places, both natural and man-made, that have more dignity than their inhabitants. In fact, although they are not living things, these places and buildings seem to be more human, to have more spirit and character than the homo sapiens who inhabit them.

To me, it’s sad when a building has more life than the people in it. I seem to be observing this all to often recently. Perhaps it’s because I keep interacting with people who have a hollow space inside them where substance, caring, the human spirit should be.