GOOD INTENTIONS START TOMORROW

Why do good intentions pave the way to hell?

Because of the follow up. More precise, it’s the lack of follow up.

Say the right thing, then do the right thing and you stay out of hell. Does this sound right?

Sounds like accountability to me.

So why the gap between what is said and what is done?

People have certain expectations when you tell them what you’re going go do.

Maybe you’re one of the people who do what you say you’re going to do, and expect the same from others.

Those people are called dreamers and they’re go through life very disappointed.

It’s enough to make a plan and do what you plan, but trusting others to do the same thing is a stretch.

Let’s say you’re an On Time person. You show up when you say you’re going to show up.

If you say you’ll be there at six, then you’re expected at six. You have very good intentions of being there at six.

So why do you show up at eight and act like you’re on time? How late is too late?

Good Intentions On Schedule

Being four hours late to anything needs a do-over. That train isn’t waiting four hours. The bus is already gone. That plane you were going to catch four hours earlier? Nope. If it’s a friend you plan to meet and you’re four hours late? And don’t call? You’re a bad friend.

Travel takes planning, being on time, and being motivated. Money is a good motivator. Paying for a non-refundable ticket helps being on time.

If you can check in at three to a luxury hotel with a hot tub in the room and a territorial view to die for, be there at three. No time to waste when it comes to relaxing. Ready to go yet?

A builder once converted an empty warehouse into a beautiful conference space. He said it was to show clients his skills, calling the space his secret closer in negotiations. People would come in, feel the stunning beauty created by his exceptional skills, and sign a contract in a dazed state of what they had to look forward to.

His project was full of good intentions, but with one overriding problem: He didn’t build it to code. When he decided to sell the space he had to tear it all out and return it to warehouse space.

Building codes are like that. Ignore them at your own risk.

Good Health Intentions Start Tomorrow

Good health practices are like building codes: Ignore them at your own risk.

I knew a man who said he ran seven miles a day. He also said he smoked seven packs of cigarettes a day.

“How can you smoke so much and still run? Is there even time to do both?”

He had a simple answer.

“I smoke while I run.”

The guy looked great. He was in his mid-thirties. Any guess how he turned out?

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Four men in their early forties met for lunch. Three of them were careful of what they ordered. The last one had no good intentions for a healthy lunch.

When he ordered as much grease as possible, the other three asked why?

“I’ve visited nursing homes full of people in great health, but their minds are gone. You want to stick around for that? Not me. I’m eating for my heart.”

Where Covid Fits In

Who would have guessed that a year and half into the covid pandemic there would still be doubters?

After hundreds of thousands of covid deaths, still the doubters? How can that be?

Would parking a mobile morgue refrigerator truck outside their houses be more convincing? With a “You’re Next” sign?

That would be shocking, but not as shocking as the residents of a German town near a concentration forced to tour the facility.

One video clip showed the people walking toward Buchernwald chatty and relaxed. After seeing the grotesque objects created from the dead, a walk through the barracks, then seeing piles or bodies, it all changed.

At first they didn’t know, or didn’t want to know, what was going on in there. Then they knew. It had to be awful.

Would it help covid deniers to tour an ICU with people like them, the unvaccinated, hooked up to life saving machines?

The Covid Truth After ‘Doing My Research’

My research went further than reading comments on Facebook, further than twitter, further than I wanted to go. But I had to do it.

While I spent the night in a local hospital with broken heart syndrome I asked the nurses about covid. We made eye contact through their goggles and shields while they spoke through double masks.

They were devastated and disappointed. Devastated that people were being turned away for care due to space available, disappointed that they had family members refusing a common sense covid vaccine.

Maybe it was just me fearing for my life, but these health pros were shook. They had a common feel of disbelief that people could be so callous, so indifferent, to a killer virus.

There were two ways out of the hospital. One was the front door, the other was a basement door.

For all of the bravado and chest thumping done by covid denier heroes, shouldn’t they notice who’s gone missing from their daily dose of misinformation crap? How long will It take before they stop listening to bogus advice from street doctors?

If the nice couple next door are both rabid anti-vaxx, anti-mask, because “We don’t go places with sick people” will they change their tune when one of them dies?

Or will they double down until they die? From most accounts it’s not what anyone calls a good death.

Aren’t we better than that, after all, we know enough not to smoke and run eat the same time.

Don’t we?