For a high school dropout, things have been working very well for me so far. Got a place I can call my own, a job I actually like and the time and financial freedom to do what I like, and enjoy life. For everything I never had and wished I had helped me know what and how to get what I need and want in life.
I guess, I am writing this to remind my future self that when shit hits the fan (like it usually does), life is still good all things considered. I aimed for the stars, failed, but still landed on the moon… now rinse and repeat.
The biggest room in the world is the room for improvement.
A lot has been said about the subject, but seldom do I see mutual-respect in the same context.
There has been much debate on the impact of tourism on culture and nature; both the affirmative and negative side raise valid points until declarative ideas turn into imperative statements.
I understand the value of preservation, and I also understand the importance of respect. These communities have been around far longer than most of us living today. I would think it be presumptuous at best to assume to know what is best for them. I abide and observe how they want to go about their business and respect them enough to understand that they have their own way of doing things, barring any reservations I have on whether I find it good and/or bad.
Yes, it is there to be shared, but it also theirs to share… Be it good or bad, that is the price of democracy; you simply can’t have your cake and eat it too. I think the conversation on preservation and progress would go a lot better if most participants exercised mutual respect, and simply did their part without fan-fare.