Life has ups and downs. No news there, but two examples from my recent experience may interest you.
In February, along with a couple hundred other Floridians from near and far, I went to Tallahassee to convince our respective local legislators that Amendment 1's sole purpose was to keep Florida's well-established environmental lands purchasing program going, free from money-grabbing for purposes the politicians like better, as had happened several times.
What came of the cost and time we all took to promote the obvious? You know. A slap in the face!
Our local Rep. Jim Boyd filed a bill requiring Amendment 1 money be available for public works water projects to benefit our human residents. It's claimed that the governor, Senate president and House speaker all love it.
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Of course, environmental funds would be improperly depleted, and also become a conduit to facilitate other possibly anti-environmental purposes that could suddenly become affordable.
Does Boyd object? No, he does the dirty work.
Now, where's a speck of "good?" Between the two actions, I ate once at a Chinese restaurant, and sat across the aisle from a man with two young children.
When he left, he dropped a fortune cookie on my table and said my meal was paid for. I interpreted it that the "fortune" might say I'd get a free meal sometime, and responded a bit unseriously.
I didn't know who he was, but he did really pay for me. He has my thanks on two levels -- for an unexpected "treat" and for bolstering my faith in mankind, though not politicians!
I held back on this letter at first, thinking our "representative" wouldn't dare misrepresent us. How wrong I was. Two people, one trusted but not trustworthy, one unattached but helpful. Some contrast!