January 7th, 2008


How Evil Are I

I tried this quiz that a couple of friends posted and even though I selected the evil option whenever an answer was unclear I still came out something ridiculously low. I think it was 13%. Whatever it was, I was aghast and hastily closed the window. It's obvious they failed to ask some significant questions.
  • In church, during the purported moments of silent reflection, do you instead spend your time gauging the volume of others' gastric rumblings with respect to your own, rejoicing if yours are quieter?
  • Do you bring home two voter registration forms from the library, fill out your own, and then discard the other since your spouse tends to vote wrong?
  • Have you ever eaten two sleeves of butter cookies, later opening the package at your six-year-old's request to pretend that the box always contained only one sleeve, explaining that the boxes of cookies in holiday baskets are often examples of gross overpackaging?
  • Did you do this with a straight face?
  • Were the cookies not even that great?
  • Did you then eat half of the third sleeve, too?

I think anyone who can answer yes to all of the above is fairly goldarn evil, don't you? Hmph.

In other news, Victoria has graduated to a four-hours-daily eyepatch. It requires more accounting but she looks so CUTE with two eyes.

We have a lot of travel coming up in the next few weeks, very exciting.

I read a very good book today that I found in the juvenile nonfiction shelves. Dear Miss Breed by Joanne Oppenheim is subtitled True stories of the Japanese American incarceration during World War II and a librarian who made a difference. Nice writing--she made her research process transparent and interesting while presenting children's views of the period via correspondence with a spectacular human. The story resonated with me today, particularly, because the sermon I heard (above the growling) this morning was about hope, including this from Rabbi Wine:
Hope is an act of will,
affirming, in the presence of evil,
that good things will happen,
preferring in the face of failure, self-esteem to pity.
Learning about Clara Breed was a boost for my new year, a reminder that while I may never be less evil there is a chance for me to be more ... you know. Good.