Manners.. We all think we have plenty, and probably all of us have little or none  in the eyes of others. This includes me, no doubt. There are so many bad situations and problems that could be avoided by just handling things in a right 'manner' . You must've seen people fighting over issues that seem so meager to a mere observer, but they act as if it's the real issue worth fighting on down to the core. What makes us believe that we are always right?

It happens to all of us sometimes. We think that we are right, and we keep pursuing our point of view. And then at some point of the argument (vocal or physical) we suddenly realize that we just made an error in judgement, and the mistake, dreadfully lies on our part. What do we do? Do we take all the words back, and appologize for the inconvenience? 

Another thing that's really not acceptable at all costs is the feeling to give in - to surrender. Even when we realize that we are wrong, we never want to surrender. To surrender (and/or go back on one's words) is like losing a winning battle with extraordinary shame. No. Surrender doesn't seem to be against all our survival instincts.

Fewer things in life are as certain as the fact that 'we don't like to wait'. We hate waiting for anything. The basic need to realize here is that we, as a nation, are low on resources. We really don't have enough resources to hire more people to attend more people. What we see is all we have.  No further reinforcements of any kind will show up. Wait, my friends, although a dreaded thing, is the only thing that we can do. When we don't wait, we create tension and frustration. When tension is created at any part of an already tense string, it tends to vibrate, distrub any remaining peace and harmony resulting in disturbing the whole system. Why not just relax, try to bear the hardships as they come instead of adding more misery to our already consuming lives. 

Be patient. 

I'll write up some more on this topic. If you have something to say on the topic, email me, or post your suggestions in my scrapbook.