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Vol.1, No.5 •
November 2007
From The Publisher's
Desk
Poetry, ramblings and
real life
by Shirley Whiting Allard
Too Many Choices
I know,
I know, variety is the spice of life right? But every time I
go grocery shopping lately I can't help but think we just have
too many choices in our daily lives. I still remember the good
old days when the grocery store consisted of 4 aisles and a passing
lane where you could tell the meat cutter what you wanted at
the end of one lane and pick it up at the end of the next one
as you were passing through. The carts were actually small enough
to push back then and you could find the person you came in with
in five minutes or less just by clearing your throat.
Now we have entered the super-supermarket
world. In this aisle we have cereal. An entire aisle of cold
cereal? Come on. There's puffy cereal that gets soggy in milk,
there's crispy to the last flake that doesn't get soggy in milk,
there's sugared, frosted, mini, maxi, bran, no-brand, animal
shapes, O shapes, no shapes and on and on and on. There's even
cereal for age groups... old lady loops and elderly gentlemen
granola. I buy oatmeal just because I know what it is.
In the next aisle we encounter the coffee.
Plain roast, Special Roast, Columbian Blend, Supreme, Breakfast
Blend, Master Blend... light and airy, heavy and full of body,
aromatic... another half aisle bites the dust. It's a good thing
I know what I like when it comes to coffee. French Roast, high
test. Why drink coffee without caffeine? It's like someone asking
you if you want any lemon in your lemonade.
Anyone who thinks grocery shopping is mindless
work has obviously never done it. Once you've been through the
paces a few times and learn the layout of the store you also
learn not to look at everything. You home in on the oatmeal and
run to the next aisle where you grab your French Roast with the
purple label in high test on your way to the meat counter.
And there you will find whole chicken breasts.
split chicken breasts, boneless, skinless, chicken breasts, little
pieces of chicken breasts... and it starts all over.It makes
you want to scream "Just give me the damn chicken and I'll
mutilate it myself!" Besides, I don't even like chicken
breasts.
It seems a little absurd that some people
can live their entire lives eating grub worms and rice (when
they can get it) and we not only require all the finer things
in life but thousands of varieties of it. How simple life must
be for those less fortunate when you think about it. Their only
concern is if they will eat next week. I doubt they'd pass up
a plump, juicy grub worm in hopes of finding one a little leaner
in the next tree over!
Even poverty, it seems to me, has some
built-in advantages!
~Shirley Allard
FYI
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Shirley Allard resides in
New Hampshire with her husband Jim. She has two grown children
and two young grandchildren who are the light in her life. She
is the founding publisher of WordCatalyst.comand writes the blog Whispers In The Wind.
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