Today, I am a Norwegian. Filling out my census form this morning, I was surprised that I had to tell them what kind of “white person” I am. They seemed to want me to fill in a country and not something smart-ass like “old, cranky, well-tanned, etc.” Well, I haven’t a clue what sort of “white person” I am. So, I typed in Norwegian. Sorry, Norway. But, right now I would rather be a Norwegian than almost any other flavor of “white person”.
Thinking about going back to work at the hospital. If it were just me. If I were living in an apartment building stuffed with Millenials. I would have gone back last week.
But, I don’t. I live in a building stuffed with frail, elderly, scared people. No one will die if I don’t go back tomorrow. But, someone might die if I do. And, that brings me to Mr. Spock “The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few”.
Remembering Mr. Spock on Pi Day.
Mālama pono