Good on ya Caulfield, maybe the karma of the universe will smile on you!!
The grown-up version of Santa is paralleled in the belief in a magic sky-genie who keeps a private torture chamber. IOW, if it truly takes the threat of an afterlife of eternal torture to make you not be horrible to other people, then you do not get credit for being nice.
Using lack of desire to silence the moral compass?
This should be interesting.
That always bothered me—that people are accounted praiseworthy for being publicly kind and generous one day (or week or month) a year, even if they’re nasty and brutish the rest of the time, while no one gets acknowledged for being decent and upstanding and honest all the time without calling attention to themselves about it. But then I’m a good Jewish boy from Brooklyn; what do I know about Christian customs?
Actually, Caulfield, that’s a very good way to look at it.
“Character” is what you do when you think nobody’s watching.
Looks like he has a very low bar for “nice”.
not nice to subject the audience to that hockey team advertisement
Without the threat of hell (or some ultimate punishment), man might have run amok, and civilization would always be “might makes right”. When you look at modern society, at how leaders seem to act in their own interests— which deny or punish ours —without fear of reprisal, you see how quickly things can get out of hand.
Thank Odin our moral compass is not dependent on religion. Just watching the news tells us as much (Roy Moore, any televangelist who owns a jet, suicide bombers, Catholics who teach African peasants not to use condoms, I could go on…)
Well, I can see now that there’s a fundamental reason I’ve never been able to understand the “Frazz” ethos. Or its appeal. To anyone. Mallett considers these characters to be “nice.” That’s … a surprise.
The little town I live in is really more like a neighborhood with taxes. Aside from a recreation center, a library, an elementary school, a city hall and some guy drawing a comic strip in the back of his house, there’s not much in the way of commerce. But it was supposed to have a downtown once, a main street, and that’s the street I live on. So the lots are storefront-sized — nice and compact. My neighbor’s driveway and my driveway run edge by edge. My neighbor is also, very fortunately, awesome. Whenever it snows, whichever of us gets out there first typically clears the snow from both driveways. And why not? It’s not like they’re huge driveways, and once you’ve got the warm clothes on and the shovel or snowblower out, it hardly changes the job.
But neither of us wants to wind up on the slacker side of the equation, so it can be a race to be the first one out there. Yesterday, after the first snowfall of the year to speak of, I won. Not only did I get out there first, but Jim wasn’t even home, so I got the shared driveway done and several neighbors’ worth of sidewalk as well. Yay, me. And then a couple of hours later the second snowfall to speak of came and covered up the driveways and sidewalks anew before anyone got home from work. The only one to benefit was Cathy the Mailman. (Which, she’s the one who really ought to enjoy clear walks, but it messes up my story, so we’ll let Cathy go about her business.)
So, to get around to the point: Basketball coach John Wooden said that character is what you do when no one’s looking. I’d like to know the word for what you do when no one’s ever going to know the difference.
Frazz by Jef Mallett for Dec 12, 2017 | GoComics.com
Now is when an imbecile will tell the forum that he knows better than I do what I find “surprising.” The old Texas Witch Doctor who reads minds and speaks for everyone.