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If I can do it, so can anyone else

9/28/2022

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Am I better off because people aren’t lying to me anymore, and why do the worst people in my life have the best stories? Let’s take a random walk through Meyers-Briggs, Wordle and the sexual revolution…

  1. Yes, we all know that more than one million people died, life expectancy in the United States fell for two years in a row, students fell behind in their education, supply chains collapsed, the deficit soared, businesses scammed $billions from the government, and polarization only increased. Even worse, it’s almost impossible now to find a restaurant that will give you a menu instead of insisting that you scan their QR code. If I ever lose my phone, I’ll starve.
  2. Looking back on my life, my biggest regret is that I missed out on the sexual revolution by about two years. It’s too bad, since I was actually willing to volunteer for that one.
  3. I used to hate it when I would call a cab and then nobody showed up and the dispatcher would insist the driver would be there in a minute when they were really miles away. Thankfully, I don’t need to deal with those lying bastards anymore. Now it’s my app that insists they’ll be there in a minute while I can see—in real time—that they are miles away. I love progress.
  4. Speaking of progress, have you noticed that when you go somewhere, nobody actually works for the place you’re visiting. There’s a franchisor’s name on the door, but it’s owned by another company, managed by a third, the employees are leased from a fourth, and no one is in charge of any of it. And you’ll be harangued a million times by a fifth company to review it, because your opinion is very important to all of them.
  5. I know some really nice, decent, law-abiding people who are incredibly boring, while some of the biggest louses in my social circle have amazing and entertaining stories about the times they got caught, the near misses when they didn’t, and their plans for revenge. Life is so unfair.
  6. After everyone on Twitter complained about censorship and Elon Musk announced he would buy the company and solve the problem, I decided to take a look. Every day, Jim Jordan complains about Joe Biden, Chuck Grassley posts a picture of himself in a corn field, The Lincoln Project posts a story mocking Donald Trump, and some guy announces that it isn’t Ted Danson’s birthday. It’s incredibly repetitive, boring and predictable, but somehow I’ve gotten hooked on this thing. It’s like Groundhog Day, and I keep looking to see if someone will say something they didn’t say yesterday and the day before and the day before…
  7. My daughter talked me into taking a personality test the other day and I’m glad she did. First, it turns out that I actually have a personality, which has sometimes been questioned by those who know me best. Second, and even more remarkable, my personality seems to have improved since I took the same test a couple of decades ago. I had always thought this stuff was fixed, but it turns out you actually can grow as you age. Maybe things really do get better when the kids move out, the mortgage gets paid and you don’t have to deal with cranky clients.
  8. One of these days, The New York Times is going to screw up the whole thing by adding a timer to Wordle, or maybe they’ll put it behind their paywall. Whatever happens, we all know it’s only a matter of time before someone decides to tweak the model and ruin the fun for everyone else. That’s because the most contradictory phrase in American business is new and improved. Also, tomorrow’s word will be “zippy.”

 
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Ending the dysfunction in our own families

9/20/2022

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I know a guy who had a very troubled life when he was a kid. It was the kind of life that could have turned him into a bitter and vengeful individual, except that he made the decision to change the course of his journey and pass up the opportunity to infect his kids.

Actually, I know a few guys like that, along with quite a few more who are repeating the destructive patterns of their childhood homes. That’s what they know, they think they turned out just fine, and there’s no compelling need to switch gears.

In every family, in every home, the time-honored processes repeat until someone decides to break the chain. We’re all victims of our pasts until, maybe, one day, we’re not. One day, somebody decides that the past isn’t prologue, that “it's just the way our family is...,” is a poor excuse for doing the wrong thing again and again.

I encountered the permutations in my own family as we dove into some ancestry investigations over the past couple of years. As with all family trees, mine has a few diseased roots. We all want to discover that our ancestors slew dragons and cured diseases, but sometimes we’re disappointed to learn that we have more crooks than champions along the line. Sometimes, we look at some of our forebears and we’re very, very grateful that they didn’t have more kids.

Every family has its black sheep, but I’m more intrigued by the white sheep, the ones who changed the family’s arc for the better. We all learn how to become parents by watching our parents and we all learn how to live our lives by our families’ model. Most of the time, nothing is so toxic that we’re repulsed by it, and sometimes the toxic stuff is the only thing we know.

And then there are the unsung heroes on the family tree, the people who decide enough is enough and it’s absolutely not good enough for the next generation. They’re largely invisible, because doing good doesn’t generate much of a splash, but you can see the inflection points through the lens of time. Look back a few generations and you’ll find the person who flipped the script, who jettisoned the scourge and created a new model for an enlightened family.

Whatever our situations today, we can be pretty sure there were twists and turns along the way. A good family turned bad, a young person was led astray, a single malevolent parent created a multi-generational pandemic…until somebody broke the spell.

The people who set the earth back on its foundation can seem pretty regular, exceedingly normal, in everyday settings. You’d never suspect their heroism, because they aren’t looking for the spotlight. Instead, they’re quietly and steadily moving the needle toward sunlight, leaving the dark side behind. Maybe they deserve more recognition, or at least a clever T-shirt. The world would be a helluva lot worse without them.

If you look through your family and you can’t find the person who broke the chain, maybe this is a good time to be a hero. Just a thought.

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Time to make the dictionary much shorter

9/13/2022

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I don’t wanna sound like some PC cop or First-Amendment hater, but there are some words I never want to hear again. They really don’t mean what they’re supposed to mean or, even worse, maybe they do. Either way, it’s time we stopped saying…

Side hustle. I have to work two jobs to make ends meet, but I want to feel like I’m hip and cool, so I’ll call it my side hustle. No, no, and, did I mention, no. Nobody in the C-Suite has a side hustle. Nobody who owns three companies refers to two of them as side hustles. The only people with side hustles are delivering Uber Eats or trying to start a business as a way to escape their crappy day jobs. Stop. It.

Tragedy. Okay, there really are tragedies in the world, but let’s stop calling it a tragedy when some guy heads to the shopping mall to kill a dozen people. That’s not a tragedy. It’s a murder, an assault, an act of domestic terrorism, but not a tragedy. It’s a tragedy when a car runs off the road and a family is killed. It’s a tragedy when a toddler dies. When it’s a crime, it’s a crime, not a tragedy.

Conservative. Yes, there really are conservatives in the world and I count myself among them. Well, I did count myself among them until the entire term got hijacked by isolationists, insurrectionists, neo-Nazis, anarchists, and know-nothings. At least the far-lefties call themselves “progressives” and not “liberals,” so we know how to tell them apart. I believe in free speech, but we should start jailing all the frauds who call themselves conservative when they’re really just jerks.

Widespread fraud. Speaking of frauds, it’s time the mainstream media found another term to use in all their election stories. I get it. You cannot say there was no fraud at all in the 2020 election. There is always someone who votes twice or votes in the wrong precinct or votes after dying, or all of the above. Still, when the media say there wasn’t enough “widespread fraud” to change the results, they’re keeping the door open for everyone who bases their belief on any fraud at all.

Bully. If you ever want to sound really weak and helpless and victim-y, call somebody a bully. Of course, there are lots of people who push others around and use their position or strength or intellect to cow others into submission. No doubt about it. Still, nobody has ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, had an epiphany and changed her ways after being called a bully. Frankly, the word makes me cringe, so everyone who says it is actually bullying me. Please stop. I’m very sensitive about this stuff.

Woke. So the people who hate cultural appropriation decided to appropriate a bit of Black vernacular and transform it into a way to bully people who might engage in cultural appropriation. Who could possibly disagree with that?

As long as I’m on a roll here, I’m not exactly thrilled with both sides, whatabout, triggered or poutine, either, but we’ll have to wait for my next rant on those. Gotta head out to my side hustle at Wokester's Digest, and it would be a tragedy if I’m delayed by some conservative bully.
 
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It's so easy to fool a doctor, and ourselves

9/6/2022

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Back when I was a newspaper reporter covering the federal courts in Chicago, we’d end up with at least one big investment fraud case in any given year. And when we’d read the court filing, we could count on one truth: A huge percentage of the victims would be doctors.

I could understand why doctors would be targeted by the kind of upscale con artists who ended up in federal court. First, second, and third, they had money. Even the poor ones were rich. In addition, they were accustomed to being treated well, having a bit of extra access to the favors of life, so they weren’t very suspicious when someone offered them an insider’s opportunity to make a killing.

The thing that confused me, at first, was their gullibility. From the outside, after the fact, I could see 500 warning signs that they were being offered something too good to be true. Why didn’t they see at least some of those red flags and walk away from the deal?

Eventually, I figured it out and the lesson has stuck with me for many years. When you’re an expert in one area, it’s all too easy to overestimate your wisdom in uncharted territory. Doctors are smart, well-educated, and they have special knowledge that others value. It’s easy for people in that position to assume they can master other domains, whether it’s investments or spotting frauds. The thinking, as I imagined it, was: 1. I am smart enough to know a legit deal from a fraud. 2. This looks legit to me. 3. Where’s my check book?

They aren’t alone, of course. We’ve all run into people who are savants in one area and totally inept in another. Often, those people are absolutely unable to recognize where their expertise ends and the stupidity begins.

We see it frequently on the public stage, as business tycoons decide they should be politicians, politicians tell business owners how to run their companies, movie stars lecture us about medicine, and some drunk guy at the end of the bar puts the global economy back on solid footing. Sometimes we recognize it when someone has veered outside their lane, but too often we succumb to the notion that genius is a fungible strength.

Actually, we’re a little bit wacky about the whole thing. We think the people who’ve spent their lives in some arcane endeavor know less than the prima donnas who make broad pronouncements based on…on…on…what? Some of our self-declared experts don’t even claim to have read a few articles on the internet. They just know. Even worse, we nod our heads and accept their gospel.

It’s absolutely worst in politics, of course, where faith in the system has sunk so low that voters across the country are opting for “none of the above.” We decide to roll the dice on some never-tested poser on the assumption we cannot possibly do worse than we’ve been doing and then, surprise, it gets even worse. Still, in a cycle that would make P.T. Barnum proud, we do it again and again.

Like our physician friends, we’re just too confident for our own good. We think we can spot the frauds and we think we know the risks, so we trust the promises of the rich and famous, and infamous, as they lead us even further out of our lane.  

On the positive side, it turns out that we’re as smart as any doctor we’ve ever met.

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