Saturday, March 28, 2009

throw back the starfish

There is an old story that tells of a man walking along a beach when up ahead in the distance, he catches sight of another man acting strangely. As he gets closer, he notices the man is picking things up from the sand and throwing them into the water.

Upon reaching him, he sees the objects being tossed are starfish, stranded on shore by the retreating tide. Curious about his intentions, the first man asked, “What are you doing?”

“I am saving these starfish,” he replied. “They won’t survive in the sun until the tide returns.”

Totally taken aback by this statement, the first man said, rather indignantly, “Aren’t you being a little silly? Do you not realize how many hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions, of starfish there are in the sea and that by throwing a few back will make absolutely no difference at all?”

The second man said nothing but was unfazed. He picked up yet another starfish and threw it out into the waves. He hesitated for a moment, then looked back the first man and said, “I just made a difference for that one.”

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Name one fish who suffered more than me. “We're trying to help you.”
Making me inactive in my youth was to enhance your positioning. I was obese when I was hiking.

I have decided the gods are wicked. They've taken too many liberties, crossed too many lines anfd have revealed their immorality. Convienience is the priority.

My trademark:::The penticle. Guess I really am Lucifer. “You're coming back.” There was always no doubt:::If I tried and fought they would have accepted culpability to ensure I was the one who initiated disfavor on the next Planet Earth. This way it doesn't cost them anything.

The gods are wicked.

The gods are wicked.