Hi, I’m Frank.

Hi, I’m Frank. Well, I’m Annie but I’m also Frank. Maybe we should all be Frank? And Frankly, I am over any and all things “happening.” I can be overly Frank on such matters.

I am over being told I don’t care, or better yet, understand. Don’t laugh when a millennial says that to you, they think that you just proved their case. “Case” is the correct assessment of it all because I quite frequently feel like I need legal representation. And wouldn’t it be great if these frequent and occasionally frontal assaults were heard in court, with a judge and bailiff. At least the complainant wouldn’t be able to continuously interrupt, demean or accuse me of being ignorant or unsympathetic. I emphasize the previous comment with bold italics and underlining.

While I’m still being Frank, can we talk about the theft of words? If someone is going to insult me they should at least get their wording correct. It’s laborious, (that means long and drawn out” for you accusatory, blinded and lazy people) to take anyone seriously when they misappropriate words to suit their narrative. (Okay, I was probably a bit too Frank-ish there.)

I love talking to people about anything. I truly enjoy any conversation that enlightens me where facts aren’t blurred with rumors and maturity isn’t blurred with emotion. (Oh, I’m so over the top Frank-ing now.) Maybe I agree with Niccolò Machiavelli on how to approach the “happening?” When dealing with hundreds to hundred thousands of people, or more, there’s too much uncertainty because there’s too much emotion. People advocate because of their emotions, which is a wonderful sight to see. It’s what gets the “happening” happening.

 

Annie's Photo of a flower. Its a white rhododendron flower cluster with rich purple near the flowers' centers. The Flower is surrounded by green leaves and dappled sunlight.

I advocate all of the time, but I don’t allow my emotions to rule my actions. I’ve become aware that any argument I make I can’t use emotions, because I then become too invested and almost any outcome that differs from what I believe should happen, breaks me down. When I get to such a state I feel victimized. And when I feel victimized I can no longer see what’s really happening.

The only thing that gets me through this feeling is humor. Being able to laugh in the middle of a serious conversation opens up the mind and creates an arena where constructive solutions are born. It also opens our mind’s eye to see a path forward to compromising in our collaboration.

So during a verbal attack from someone who is going to claim abuse if I attempt to correct them, I turn into Frank. I would turn to Frank if anyone else wanted to be Frank as well. Frankly, claiming ignorance is probably the best way to get out of a situation where Frank-ness is too Frank.

E.T. Aka Annie