The Unbearable Lightness of Being

"The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call poetic memory and which records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful...Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory..."

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

A side note...

I attended a Focus meeting for the Breast Cancer Three-day walk.

The walk is sponsored by the Susan G. Kome Breast Cancer Foundation and is considered the largest non-profit organization dedicated to breast cancer research, treatment and prevention. Do you know how much money they've raised? Less than $1 billion. Breast cancer...the New York Yankees...The Yankee's payroll this year is just under $200 million.

It just kind of put it all into perspective for me. A ball club will spend more money to win the national championship than people are willing to donate to curing breast cancer. It is estimated that, without a cure, ten million women will die from breast cancer in the next twenty-five years. A-Rod is earning $27.7 million dollars this year.

I know that American values have to lie elsewhere...

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