Tag Archives: relationships

Alarms bells

A senior individual, heard recently on BBC Radio 4 (discussing government help for young people in finding employment and affordable housing):

“Look, just forget the young people, will you? It’s the older folk who are really struggling. They need the help!”

And a more junior individual, on their Facebook acount just after the Brexit vote:

“What an embarrassing day to be British. No surprise, it’s the 65+ vote that screwed us over.”

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There’s No Such Thing as a SMALL Mercy

I wonder to what extent Yahweh (or the Great Divine Being, or Whatever Else You Like To Call Him) redistributes illnesses amongst his loyal subjects according to their needs?

I suffer from (!!!!) pretty good general health. I get maybe one or two cold/flu bugs a year, lasting maybe 3 days each. And then I’m right as rain.

My wife and my kids, on the other hand, seem to get far more than their fair share, comparatively speaking.

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How the engineer should market him/herself in the 21st century

Alessandro Alessandrini writes in his blog,

It hurts to see many skilled professionals using a “bad” CV to present themselves. It hurts employers as they do not consider into their selection process all the right candidates.

I agree.

What troubles me, though, is that what constitutes a bad (or good) CV is very subjective.

Even if you were able to get any two CV-reviewers to agree on the definition of a good CV, I’d bet money that given the same pile of CV’s to review, they’d end up with different shortlists.

Similarly, I bet that they’d come up with different shortlists on different days. One day, they’re in good moods. But another day . . . . . . might be Monday. Sheesh, will ya look at these CV’s? Give me strength . . . .

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The art of relating well

Is a marriage a work of art?

Is any relationship a work of art?

I’m still slowly working my way through Seth Godin’s book Linchpin, in which he emphasises the crying need for human art, in its loosest possible sense. Reflecting on that and my recent post about my 20th wedding anniversary, the parallels seem obvious.

The participants in the marriage (or relationship) are the artists, the paint, paintbrushes, and the artpiece.

The only question is, Am I creating art that uplifts, or art that tears down? That gives life, or destroys it?