tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3825735583779219774.post8339658003342008877..comments2023-09-20T03:17:50.113-07:00Comments on Entropic Journal: Sinking InHanZiBoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10839784509853685872noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3825735583779219774.post-35928832407834223172009-05-13T19:29:00.000-07:002009-05-13T19:29:00.000-07:00I'm sorry. I know blogs are supposed to be places...I'm sorry. I know blogs are supposed to be places where people rant and people who agree with them post endorsements, but did anybody think to truly evaluate what is being criticized here?<br /><br />Hans holds an estate sale, where people might be expected to come to purchase possibly large items to ferry home. Unbelievably, they bring large vehicles. Hans is beside himself with grief. He thought they would carry these items home on their bike.<br /><br />What kind of power-mad, self-obsessed monsters would do this? Are you kidding me? Maybe the kind that wants to bring the crap they just bought home.Vitreoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18083001973256285034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3825735583779219774.post-38977825342889209542009-04-13T18:10:00.000-07:002009-04-13T18:10:00.000-07:00I know what you mean. We are a messed-up people, a...I know what you mean. We are a messed-up people, and we won't change until we're forced to. We love our stuff more than we love each other.<br /><br />And yet I'm reminded again and again that as my family tries to become self-sufficient and to prepare for a future with much less of almost everything we take for granted now, that one of the most important things we can do is belong to a community. But reaching out to people, finding common ground, and nurturing relationships is for me the most difficult part of it, especially when so few people seem to get it.One Doghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02818232600242906527noreply@blogger.com