I don’t want to be normal if I have to be like you

I DON’T WANT TO BE NORMAL IF I’VE GOT TO BE LIKE YOU—SEEKNG YOUR OWN. PEACE AND JOY.

Seth Godin (if you haven’t herd of him or read anything by him, or  follow him on any of this social media stuff you might. Want to take a small dip in that. Pool) posted a podcast recently  that talked about. The difference between  rules and norms.  It is fabulous and as. Much as I tried to convince myself I could. “Borrow” its thesis for today’s. Blog I  just couldn’t.  I’m not saying I won’t someday...but not today.  

I did. However. Open my mind up to another. Similar  stream of thought about norms and being normal oh yeah—and seeking peace and joy.  

This. Morning I was asked to  send along a  photo, a “professional type”. Photo to go along with. A free-lance. Project proposal.  So I ran. Upstairs and pulled off my T-shirt, put on a clean white shirt and grabbed a sports coat.  Why do they. Call these sports coats?  What sports  are they worn in?  I’d like to see a Brooks Brothers MMA Blazer please?  Or perhaps  if I look real hard I could find an Armani  rugby  sort of thing in navy blue?   Okay, back to the photo.  I didn’t mind  taking this quick pic and popping it into the file for for. Upload, however  I have no idea. What my  face and suit have to do with my  talents for writing.  Maybe they should. Ask for a handshot or the results of a typing exam so they can evaluate if they are getting cheated. By the hourly rate of some hunt and peckers (one finger typists so to speak).  I did. Some  exploring on the internet thing and found out that. It is “normal” for folks to ask for  photos such as these.  Normal? Why?   I’ve never seen a publication cover saying  “we’re. The best source for financial news...just look at our beautiful or handsome writers.”  

So this is one of those normal things I will never quite understand and I won’t have an easy time making peace with it.  I will, however, have a considerable amount of  peace by making  the ubmission of my photo part of the  bargaining process. In my proposals from now on.  You. Know if. The article requires a footnote as I’ll. Send in a  nice photo of my foot and. If I’m  writing  “headlines” well there’s a picture for that.  If  they ask for  background information well heaven. Help me as to what. I photograph and send?  

Alright let’s. Get back on track.  We have  sort of a societal norm that better looking. People are somehow smarter and  more  able to provide valuable knowledge.  EEEgads...this kind of thinking has become. “Normal” in. Our culture and so  what has  happened is that we set up these standards of. Beauty and health and. Intelligence and  wealth based upon income and the list. Can go on and. On and on.  Pretty soon the list of variables we have to compare. Ourselves to  normal, average,  below normal, below average, above.  Average etc is mind. Numbing.  It seems this kind of cove reality perspective makes it challenging. At best to seek any type of peace and joy.  

So from now on I’m  adopting. This general notion—

I don’t want to be normal if I’ve got to be like you and I won’t expect to unilaterally set. Any norms for you ok?y.

I DON’T WANT TO BE NORMAL IF I’VE GOT TO BE LIKE YOU—SEEKNG YOUR OWN. PEACE AND JOY.

Seth Godin (if you haven’t herd of him or read anything by him, or  follow him on any of this social media stuff you might. Want to take a small dip in that. Pool) posted a podcast recently  that talked about. The difference between  rules and norms.  It is fabulous and as. Much as I tried to convince myself I could. “Borrow” its thesis for today’s. Blog I  just couldn’t.  I’m not saying I won’t someday...but not today.  

I did. However. Open my mind up to another. Similar  stream of thought about norms and being normal oh yeah—and seeking peace and joy.  

This. Morning I was asked to  send along a  photo, a “professional type”. Photo to go along with. A free-lance. Project proposal.  So I ran. Upstairs and pulled off my T-shirt, put on a clean white shirt and grabbed a sports coat.  Why do they. Call these sports coats?  What sports  are they worn in?  I’d like to see a Brooks Brothers MMA Blazer please?  Or perhaps  if I look real hard I could find an Armani  rugby  sort of thing in navy blue?   Okay, back to the photo.  I didn’t mind  taking this quick pic and popping it into the file for for. Upload, however  I have no idea. What my  face and suit have to do with my  talents for writing.  Maybe they should. Ask for a handshot or the results of a typing exam so they can evaluate if they are getting cheated. By the hourly rate of some hunt and peckers (one finger typists so to speak).  I did. Some  exploring on the internet thing and found out that. It is “normal” for folks to ask for  photos such as these.  Normal? Why?   I’ve never seen a publication cover saying  “we’re. The best source for financial news...just look at our beautiful or handsome writers.”  

So this is one of those normal things I will never quite understand and I won’t have an easy time making peace with it.  I will, however, have a considerable amount of  peace by making  the ubmission of my photo part of the  bargaining process. In my proposals from now on.  You. Know if. The article requires a footnote as I’ll. Send in a  nice photo of my foot and. If I’m  writing  “headlines” well there’s a picture for that.  If  they ask for  background information well heaven. Help me as to what. I photograph and send?  

Alright let’s. Get back on track.  We have  sort of a societal norm that better looking. People are somehow smarter and  more  able to provide valuable knowledge.  EEEgads...this kind of thinking has become. “Normal” in. Our culture and so  what has  happened is that we set up these standards of. Beauty and health and. Intelligence and  wealth based upon income and the list. Can go on and. On and on.  Pretty soon the list of variables we have to compare. Ourselves to  normal, average,  below normal, below average, above.  Average etc is mind. Numbing.  It seems this kind of cove reality perspective makes it challenging. At best to seek any type of peace and joy.  

So from now on I’m  adopting. This general notion—

I don’t want to be normal if I’ve got to be like you and I won’t expect to unilaterally set. Any norms for you ok?y.

I DON’T WANT TO BE NORMAL IF I’VE GOT TO BE LIKE YOU—SEEKNG YOUR OWN. PEACE AND JOY.

Seth Godin (if you haven’t herd of him or read anything by him, or  follow him on any of this social media stuff you might. Want to take a small dip in that. Pool) posted a podcast recently  that talked about. The difference between  rules and norms.  It is fabulous and as. Much as I tried to convince myself I could. “Borrow” its thesis for today’s. Blog I  just couldn’t.  I’m not saying I won’t someday...but not today.  

I did. However. Open my mind up to another. Similar  stream of thought about norms and being normal oh yeah—and seeking peace and joy.  

This. Morning I was asked to  send along a  photo, a “professional type”. Photo to go along with. A free-lance. Project proposal.  So I ran. Upstairs and pulled off my T-shirt, put on a clean white shirt and grabbed a sports coat.  Why do they. Call these sports coats?  What sports  are they worn in?  I’d like to see a Brooks Brothers MMA Blazer please?  Or perhaps  if I look real hard I could find an Armani  rugby  sort of thing in navy blue?   Okay, back to the photo.  I didn’t mind  taking this quick pic and popping it into the file for for. Upload, however  I have no idea. What my  face and suit have to do with my  talents for writing.  Maybe they should. Ask for a handshot or the results of a typing exam so they can evaluate if they are getting cheated. By the hourly rate of some hunt and peckers (one finger typists so to speak).  I did. Some  exploring on the internet thing and found out that. It is “normal” for folks to ask for  photos such as these.  Normal? Why?   I’ve never seen a publication cover saying  “we’re. The best source for financial news...just look at our beautiful or handsome writers.”  

So this is one of those normal things I will never quite understand and I won’t have an easy time making peace with it.  I will, however, have a considerable amount of  peace by making  the ubmission of my photo part of the  bargaining process. In my proposals from now on.  You. Know if. The article requires a footnote as I’ll. Send in a  nice photo of my foot and. If I’m  writing  “headlines” well there’s a picture for that.  If  they ask for  background information well heaven. Help me as to what. I photograph and send?  

Alright let’s. Get back on track.  We have  sort of a societal norm that better looking. People are somehow smarter and  more  able to provide valuable knowledge.  EEEgads...this kind of thinking has become. “Normal” in. Our culture and so  what has  happened is that we set up these standards of. Beauty and health and. Intelligence and  wealth based upon income and the list. Can go on and. On and on.  Pretty soon the list of variables we have to compare. Ourselves to  normal, average,  below normal, below average, above.  Average etc is mind. Numbing.  It seems this kind of cove reality perspective makes it challenging. At best to seek any type of peace and joy.  

So from now on I’m  adopting. This general notion—

I don’t want to be normal if I’ve got to be like you and I won’t expect to unilaterally set. Any norms for you ok