It's tough being a proactive father. I did not mean to slam lawyers, my apologies if you are one. Hope you enjoy.
The other day while I asked my 10 year old son, "Son, what do you want to do with your life". His reply is enough to strike fear in almost any father. He said, I want to be a comedian. Trying not to react to abruptly, I went in to explanation mode and said son, there is making a living and doing what you love, both are important. I told him that for every hundred or so comedians only 20 or so where skilled and fortunate enough to make a living at it. He sighed, thank goodness. So I asked, "do you have a backup plan?" His comment, "I could always be a Mime,?"
I avoided the urge to scream or laugh and tell him he was destined to be a comedian. I explained further that if he wanted to make a living as a Mime he might have to be the best mime that ever lived. Obviously deflated, I said well maybe there is something else you could do. He thought and replied, "I could always be a Lawyer" I excitedly said "that's great, you do even have to be good to make a living as a lawyer".
The fortunate inherit riches, prestige, positive notoriety. Those not so lucky bear legacies filled with poverty, infamy or, worse yet, the unhinged insanity and murderous urges of their ancestors.
In the end they'll all be dancin'--all them ones that didn't die.... Dance with me in the shadows amidst the lightning and the thunder, and all that nu-cu-lar debris. See the big bang from the other side, and then open that cellar door. Go down into
Grab those side-irons, saddle up and join former Civil War sharpshooter Luther Henry for a ride into pure terror, western-style…think ‘Wild Wild West’ meets ‘The X-Files’.
