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.
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!