It was a perfectly fine Sunday. I hadn’t been feeling well for a couple of days, sure that I had contracted a virus – but it never fully materialized, and I was feeling marginally better. Things had finally dried up enough for the farrier to come out and give everyone a trim and reshoe, for those who wear them. There had been a slight overnight rain, but not enough to change our plans. Horses had been getting out for a few days, so everyone was in a reasonable humor – except, of course, for Mr. Noble. Little did we know the consequences his mood would bring with it.
A recent exchange with young liberals over a New York Times article (inspiration for my last post) got me contemplating influence, and the one sure killer of influence – aggression.
It is becoming increasingly difficult to be a reasonable person in this modern era. If you are not shouting from an extreme position, you are somehow not to be heard. If you are not on my side, then I must shout you down. Whether social media is driving this, or just our society’s evolution, the world is becoming increasingly deaf to the reasonable voices.
If you didn’t already know, California has been in a years long drought – 5-6 years, depending upon the source. For at least the past couple of winters, we were promised wet systems that would break our drought. None materialized. So, you can imagine my skepticism when some were making that same promise this year. In fact, I wasn’t the only skeptic – many meteorologists were very lukewarm about the outlook this year. It always seems to be just when you give up that things change – and Mother Nature seized her opportunity!
I once made the mistake of buying a piece of equipment from the website of a world renowned “Natural” Horsemanship ‘guru’. I say mistake because once they have your information, they won’t stop trying to convert you. I choose not to use the man’s name because my intent is not to start a war with his followers (but at least you know the gender now). If his followers are devout enough, they may likely recognize some of his language – so be it. But in this post my intent is more to utilize his language to stir others to scrutinize more closely the nonsense he and his ilk often spout.
I took a much needed sanity break. My inspiration for these posts comes from two main sources – my own little herd and what is going on in the horseworld at large. As the year wound down, I found that I had little time for the former, and little patience for the latter. So, I took a step back, focused on what I needed to, and tried to piece together where I go from here. The first, and most obvious, adjustment that I had to make was to my goals.