Discrimination Against My Humanity

Published: Oct. 6, 2020, 6 a.m.

Episode 26: Tim talks about how the people he sees every day on his morning walk care more about his dog, Winifred, than they do about him. A travesty, the listener is sure to agree.
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Each day, I see the same people on my morning walk to the park. I greet the same people, and comment, to the same people on the outdoor temperature, that we are all standing in, that remains warm for too long or does not warm fast enough. The weather, I am certain you will agree, is a topic that never tires, is a topic that is never exhausted of all possible avenues for discussion. These frequent aquaintances, I will admit, do not partake in these conversations with gusto, however brief they may be. But they do nod. I include this as an olive branch, an appeal to their humanity. I do not mean to paint an unrealistic picture of these heathens. These people are not monsters in every aspect of their personalities. Just most of them.

And yet, and yet, and yet, do these frequent acquaintances know my name? Dear listener, I am sure you can see where I am going with this, for you are an intelligent person, I can tell, by the way you’re listening. Do these acquaintances of mine, these daily acquaintances who I see each morning, to whom I, each day, on the daily, provide insights into the risings and fallings of all of our collective thermometers? Do they know my name, I, who, every day, speak with great confidence, the greatest of confidences, of low pressure systems and wind patterns, of rain fall frequency and precipitation accumulation, without any knowledge, I assure you that I have no knowledge on of any of the topics of which I speak with, I remind you, such confidence. Do they know my name?
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If you enjoy westerns like True Grit or The Ballad of Buster Scruggs, check out Tim’s western novel, Dust, available on Amazon in eBook form in addition to being read on the podcast. 

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