I was in Baghdad, Iraq a few years ago and wanted to flag down a taxi. I was not alone, I was with Peter a man from England, and we both agreed, if we chose the wrong taxi, maybe we could die young. We came up with this strategy for choosing a taxi: we would both look into the taxi at the driver, if I said no, it was no, if he said no, it was no, if in doubt, then the decision was no. Only after the both of use felt the decision was obviously a good decision, would we enter the taxi, and if at any point either of use felt badly, we both agreed to leave the taxi, there would be no discussion.
The taxi driver in Iraq, waiting for use patiently while Peter and I visited Babylon.
Lome, Togo West Africa --- Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Two People making a Decision
1. My decision.
2. Your decision.
3. Maybe the decision is correct.
4. When the decision is obviously correct, but it does not feel correct.
5. When the decision is obviously correct, and it feels correct.
6. When the decision is obviously correct, it feels correct, and two people agree.
7. When two people agree, however one person decides to disagrees because the other person made the decision.
Nobody Will Ever Tell Me What to Do
This may well be the scream I hear in the dark, is this the desire of every human being, to fight for independence, to tell the world,
"Nobody will ever tell me what to do."
We do not live in this world alone, we are surrounded by around 6-7 billion people. Do you believe that nobody has the right to tell you or me what to do?
I hear these words:
"Freedom from poverty is a human right."
I have heard Americans out traveling say,
"I am an American; you cannot treat me that way."
I have opinions, and seldom does a day pass, when one or more readers tell me,
"You cannot think that way."
"You are wrong."
"Readers want to set me straight, to correct me where I am wrong."
I truly enjoy the readers who want me stop the grammar errors. There is no way I can learn grammar in one day, and suddenly write up to the standards a few people demand. I try to explain for them to stop reading what I write, and the problem they are experiencing will end.
I was stupid in my youth
I believe I became a man around age 17, in about 1973 or 1974, the Vietnam was ending. The whole world was walking around with a Peace Sign on their shirt. It was generation of fools, all screaming,
"Nobody is going to tell me what to do."
I was part of that generation, I am from that generation of fools, and now there is a new generation of, born to these fools, all screaming,
"Nobody is going to tell me what to do."
I fight authority, Authority always wins
I was always proud, that by some quirk of fate, I was living in Bloomington, Indiana as a student at Indiana University when an Indiana Boy by the name of John Mellencamp sang these words:
"I fight authority, Authority always wins."
It still gives me a warm feeling, to think that an Indiana Farm Boy was capable of understanding that authority always wins. It is still amazing to me; how often people try to change something that is not possible to change, what is up with this, why do so many people refuse to accept reality. I want to advise people, please try to change something is changeable.
Africa is a great place, however the continent is stubborn, and the number of bad decisions runs rampant in the culture. My life is simple; I use what I call the "Obvious Principle." to make decisions. I only do what is obviously a good decision.
Africa is a thought provoking place to live and travel, and from the confusion, it is possible to learn to learn some obvious truths.
ASia Bill, there are the Rulers and the Ruled, a handful of men and women in the Government, ours or theirs are able in one fell swoop to send hundreds of thousands of young men and women into Harm's Way for one motive or another. I was one of those young men, drafted into the Army in 1965, and yes you are right about human nature, Survival day day by day tops the list for 2 to 3 Billion people on the planet. I do not know about you, but I wake up grateful every morning, that I have survived and survived well a quarter century in the 'third world'. Sometimes Andy makes me want to cheer and sometimes he rubs me the wrong way, but thats normal and natural, I am no guru or G-d, however, this travel journal is one of the few on the World wide Web taht enables me to pause an think. Good day to all. Dave Ex Pat and Survivor
Getting angry gets me nowhere, going out and cope now.