My dog does not understand me.
Hey, it's a dog, with a dog's brain. How can a dog understand a human.
Yet my dog offers, and provides, comfort, sympathy and very real support.
In order to really understand me you must have shared my lived experience.
To understand the challenge of being a woman in a patriarchal society you must be a woman.
To sympathise with a Blak person in an essentially Whyt society you must also be Blak.
Well, bullshit.
If you will try to explain then I will try to understand.
If you -- or I -- insist on seeing only differences -- we will never understand each other.
Even if we do not understand each other, we can see the need. We can offer and you can accept real support.
Human beings do support each other. Without real understanding. We look past differences. We may even try to talk and try to listen and try to understand.
We may never fully understand each other but we can still provide support.
Even my dog can do that.
... Nick Lethbridge, Churchlands
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half blind. half deaf. dying of cancer.
so what?
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Dr Nick Lethbridge
Consulting Dexitroboper
so what?
notdotdeaddotyet.blogspot.com :-)
Dr Nick Lethbridge
Consulting Dexitroboper
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