(A side note~ A funny thing about the migraines is that a song will usually pop into my head. This time it was “We all live in a yellow submarine…a yellow submarine…a yellow submarine…” (Yellow Submarine, The Beatles) Haha. It’s funny now but not so much when I’m lying their like a slug in pain…)
I’m still feeling rather puny and foggy-brained, so I’m not posting any more than this post–
One of the residents of the building has left copies of Muskoka magazine out for the rest of us to enjoy. This particular month’s magazine just has me drooling…
They talk about a couple who lived on Lake Muskoka (that has got to be a Native American name. They inhabited the area before the Europeans took over.) Anyway, this couple had made plans all their life to build their own dream home on the lake and it looks and sounds wonderful.
Michigan itself is a beautiful state. They actually treasured their trees, unlike Indiana, which couldn’t plow them down fast enough…and *still* has not learned the lesson of what has been lost. If you take a look at a real time map, you’re able to spot Indiana without anyone even drawing lines–compared to Ohio and Michigan, we are devoid of trees. There’s a little scrap of land here that must resemble what Indiana once looked like before paved roads and skyscrapers took over–it’s like walking back in time…
…and it’s being threatened with closure (probably some greedy developer wants the land to build more condos…)
Speaking of which, the Muskoka magazine featured an article on a 70-acre (?) spread that once was home to a sanitorium, long since closed. Can you imagine? They once actually cared about mentally ill folks (and the ones with tuberculosis) in a setting that was peaceful and serene…
And now they’ve hired a new head honcho who wants to…wait for it…demolish the buildings and…well, we don’t know what they want to do with the property, because the article just dances around what they’re planning, but where have you ever heard of a $$$ dollars man seeing the value in nature and leaving it undeveloped??
I mean, the properties listed in the back of the magazine are prime real estate–they actually have an island for sale for $13,000,000. Of course, if this is too salty for you, they also have some for the *cough* poor folks in the $3-9 million dollar range…
…so…you can see what is going through this head honcho’s mind without the article even stating the obvious…the property has been left alone since 1994, and they just hired this guy and he immediately wants to tear the buildings down (not really a problem, unless they’re in the way of building something…but since they will cost millions to tear down, there will be money coming in to cover it, n’est pas? (gah, I hope I spelled that right–long time since high school French class )
So…a serene untouched area will be once again devalued for the very natural state that gives it value. Makes complete sense to me. /snark
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And speaking of serenity for the mentally ill–the state hospital I used to work out was like that, also. Of course, we didn’t have a lake or as many trees on the property, but it was still maintained in a way to give a sense of peace and serenity. It also was self-sufficient back in the day. They had their own bakery, their own farm to grow their food, and I think they may have even had their own butchering, but I’m just guessing at that. That all went away with the reforms of the mental institutions. They threw the baby out with the bathwater. I think it would be so much more gratifying for a patient to help in farming than to sit around all day watching mindless TV.
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And speaking of things popping into my head–I thought of something that I wrote on a blog many years ago–
It’s the same blog that I had my answer deleted after I said that Hillary Clinton was no “Shirley Chisholm”…
There was a guy that the blog owner liked, so he frequently guest blogged. He was obsessed with the behavioral psychologists, and one in particular really irked him. He was always writing blogs against this guy’s research.
One day, he wrote a blog on how this guy was studying the human will. He asked the question “Why would anyone try to determine if there is a human will?
To which I replied: “Job security??”
🙂