“Everybody wants to save the Earth; nobody wants to help Mom do the dishes.”
- P.J. O'Rourke
This famous quote points to a common flaw in human nature: our tendency to become inspired by grand, heroic causes while overlooking the small, practical responsibilities directly in front of us. People can easily rally around enormous, abstract goals like saving the planet because they feel noble, exciting, and meaningful.
Yet true character and kindness are often revealed through the ordinary, repetitive moments of everyday life. Washing the dishes or helping a family member may seem insignificant, but these quiet acts require effort without recognition, applause, or public attention.
Ultimately, the quote offers a humorous but pointed reminder that making the world a better place often begins with simple acts of responsibility and genuine kindness within our own homes.
This is free advice from an expensive psychologist. If you’re an anxious person, do everything for fun. Go to a job interview for fun. Submit documents for fun. Start a blog for fun. Anxiety feeds on importance. Don’t make everything a matter of life and death.
Every year, I share this video of French caretakers who take sand from Omaha Beach in Normandy, and scrub them into the letters to give them the gold coloring.
They do this for all 9,386 US soldiers who died.
France also gave us this land as American soil. #MemorialDayWeekend
This was by far the most emotionally taxing part of settling my parent’s estate. My parents died months apart, both at the age of 71, two years ago, and what made it difficult was coming to terms with all of the life planned to live. What really got me were the empty baby books my Mom got for the grandbabies yet to be.
I have a feeling a lot of Millennials, when they are faced with this decision, are just going to junk it all. While I understand that path, I just couldn't do it. I went through every last item as a last act of service to my parents who gave me so much. I went through every piece of paper, every picture, every drawer, organizing the stuff that is important while throwing away all the junk. I filled two 30-yard roll offs with trash, gave away furniture and kitchenware to my young cousins starting their own life, and still have a full storage unit of stuff.
My parents always talked about cleaning out the house, and for a while, I was frustrated that I did what they never could. But dealing with it all resulted in a form of self-revelation. I found my Mom's poetry, clippings from my grandfather's political campaigns, and long lost letters from my great grandmother. I found my uncle's hand carved box that I had never seen before, and the knives they took away from me as a kid. I found my old boombox that would lull me to sleep that I now use in our second bedroom for audio.
At the time, I saw the task as one of stewardship. Now it I understand it as something much more. I was coming to terms with two lives that have passed, one psychically loaded item at a time. I sorted every item with care rather than avoidance, recovered aspects of myself I thought were lost or didn't even know, and have emerged with a richer, more continuous sense of my place in the world.
I am forever indebted to my wife @CharDreizen for giving me the space and the time to deal with all of it. I know others don't have such understanding spouses or partners.
But when I underline passages in a book using a Paper Mate #2 that I know was my Dad's or look up from my desk to see my Mom's conch shell collection mixed with my own sperm whale trinkets, I feel this deep connection with them. But that connection is not imbued with nostalgia for childhood. It reminds me that my childhood has long since passed, that my home is the one I've built with my wife, and that I am the keeper of what they left behind. They are not behind me. They are with me, moving forward.
🚨BREAKING: A giant middle finger statue has been placed in front of Zohran Mamdani's NYC City Hall by legendary artist @ScottLoBaido.
Mamdani definitely deserves this!
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