Opus 2026-213: In Which I Am Put in My Place

It isn’t really Click Bait but it comes close. You may have your kids bring in the mail and instruct them to throw out the junk. I am the kid in our house. If you ever look through it you will find a packet of coupons on a regular basis. They come in different formats. Some are in a big envelope. Others come wrapped in clear plastic. The contents are a form of analog click bait. Every once in awhile I am bored enough to leaf through them. I am rarely disappointed, none of it interests me.

That does not mean I cannot be taken for granted or insulted. As I went through the pile I noticed one with a bunch of names on it announcing something called I-Heart Country Festival. On it were listed eleven names. I did not even get a glimmer of recognition for any of them. I assume they are some level of country music artists. It was good to know that I could get tickets from ticketmaster so they must be legit.

I am aware that I am not cutting edge in current culture. As a rule, that does not bother me. I have a saying that I made up for use with the eighth graders I used to teach, “Being the deepest puddle on the sidewalk is nothing to brag about.” At the same time I used to at least recognize the names of the rich and famous.

Do I need to expand my world? Nah. My corner is just fine.

homo unius libri

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