Why the Revolution Starts With You
“Life is grim.”
That was one of my late grandfather’s stock responses to my mother when my mom was a child and couldn’t have or do something she wanted.
His other chestnut was a paraphrase of one of Jesus’ sayings in the Sermon on the Mount: “Into each life some rain must fall.”
We all heard things like this when we were kids. Often delivered either in a tone of mocking humor that demonstrated – consciously or not – the parent’s contempt for our desires. Or laced with enough anger to shut us up and back us down. Continue reading