Zoochblog

There is a long held belief that the weekend starts at noon on Friday and I think that is true. I’ve been tryihng to get ahold of clients and friends all afternoon with no success, so they must already be enjoying the weekend.

It’s funny about traditions; we often think they are just ours, then we travel to other countries and find out that things are pretty much the same there. People aren’t that different in many ways, although we like to think they are. Some things should be and are universal, while other philosophies are very singularly indicative of a certain culture.

I guess it’s the later that I love. The differences.

It’s often the main reason I travel. To enjoy the differences, to celebrate them and rejoice in how we can be so different and still be part of the same species.

It’s very cool when you think about it. We are and we aren’t part of a global community. We individually hold values and virtues dear to heart that others might love or scorn. Hopefully, it’s benevolence that prevails in sane and responsible societies.

In the end, it’s just one man’s opinion, mine.