Thursday, February 13, 2014
A Neighborly Day For A Beauty
[W]e don’t have a good way of talking about people who choose to live their lives the way Fred Rogers chose to live his. But there has long been a narrative about such people, a narrative cruelly debased by grifters who chose to steal the forms of Fred Rogers’ faith as a way to amass more attention and wealth and power. (That’s a pretty old narrative, too.) People like Fred Rogers, or Francis of Assisi, or Siddhartha Gautama — all of whom came from prosperous families who loved them, who might’ve expected them to do more with all their opportunities.
Much as with the example of Gandhi, I don't think everybody has to don sweaters their mom made and walk around singing about beautiful neighbors and such. But damn, we could use more Mr Rogerses, and more Mr Rogers in all of us.
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Thank you, I needed that just now. I adored Fred Rogers. My dentist lived in his neighbor hood, she used to see him all the time. She said he was exactly the same person he was on TV.
Posted by: Anthony McCarthy | Feb 13, 2014 11:02:45 AM