Through the Prism

After passing through the prism, each refraction contains some pure essence of the light, but only an incomplete part. We will always experience some aspect of reality, of the Truth, but only from our perspectives as they are colored by who and where we are. Others will know a different color and none will see the whole, complete light. These are my musings from my particular refraction.

1.30.2008

Yay!

In today's KC Star: Librarians don't often get credit they deserve

2 Comments:

At 1/30/2008 1:44 PM, Blogger Leelu said...

I know at least three of the librarians listed there. They are all incredibly pleasant. One of them was hard to talk to on the phone, though, as her voice was so naturally penetrating you needed to hold the receiver about six inches from your head.

I loved working with her.

 
At 1/31/2008 12:01 AM, Blogger asdfasdfadfasd said...

Awesome, I would really like to see that sometime. I never really thought of it in those terms. The better the library does it's job, the less people recognize it. True and brilliant!

Remember, though, for every librarian not being recognized, there are 3 clerks getting spit on, 5 pages getting shit on, and a custodian cleaning it all up.

 

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