To Write A Wrong
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Confirmation bias is what they call it. We look for and find things which confirm our beliefs. We also look for and find those demonic commentators who disagree with us. Love them or hate them, their thoughts paper the papers' editorial pages from coast to coast.

When I started this column eight years ago, I wanted it to be the opposite of the typical political column. While I occasionally comment on some social aspect of our society, my approach can best be summed up with this: you are entitled to your opinions and I am entitled to mine. We do not have to agree on anything. We also do not have to talk about our differences.

Every major position has been staked out by political commentators from one end of the continuum to the other. Even if I felt like writing about political opinions, I am not inclined to do so because it would be redundant.

Most arguments over politics can essentially be summed up by this argument: "Spinach tastes great!" - "No, it doesn't!" We believe what we believe. Of course our side always makes sense to us. Spinach is good if you think it is, but if you don't think it is, no amount of fact-based arguments will turn you around.

My goal each week is simple. I want to provide a column which gives a reader a five minute break from their day. Does not matter when or where the break is taken. With a morning cup of coffee. In print or online. During lunch. After dinner. Something to read for a few minutes without hearing about the traumas of the day.

No matter what tribulations happen in society, every day most of our world is pretty wonderful. Even when bad things are happening a half a world away, take a few moments to watch a butterfly and remember its fragile but strong body, its inherent beauty, its resilience and grace. It is but one of the many miracles we find all around us, every day.

I hope my columns provide readers a break from the day. Don't forget to chase some butterflies, no matter what the day brings us.

© 2014, Jim “Pappy” Moore,

All Rights Reserved.

Jim “Pappy” Moore is a native son of East Texas who still makes the piney woods his home.

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