Who's in Darre's stable?
Worried that their son was too optimistic, the parents of a little boy took him to a psychiatrist. Trying to dampen the boy's spirits, the psychiatrist showed him into a room piled high with nothing but horse manure. Yet instead of displaying distaste, the little boy clambered to the top of the pile, dropped to all fours, and began digging.
"What do you think you're doing?" the psychiatrist asked.
"With all this manure," the little boy replied, beaming, "there's gotta be a pony in here somewhere!"
"The pony in the dung heap? That's it. That's the entire anthropology of human existence. You become a complete person by digging for the pony in the midst of all the crap life throws at you."Thursday, April 3, 2008
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