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Something about nothing - auction shows.
I was in on the trend of cable auction shows: Pawn stars, pickers, and now there is a discovery channel one about an auction house...and I can't stand them.

Over and over they show people bringing multi-generational family items and pawning them for cash because only do they not care about their family or any romantic notions about property, but at best they give lip service to "I think my grandma would be happy that I got $300 for this blunder-bus!"

I have some family objects, and while I don't think they have particular value, I'm not tight with my family and they're kind of all I have along those lines. I would leave them in a raging fire or for a bazillion dollars, but no I'm not going to sell the radio that sat in my grandma's parlor for $50-$500 on a short-term treat for me. Suppose I buy a cruise or an xbox - how does that compare to the irreplaceable thing-from-family?

Why do all those chumps not care about their family memories?
Or, if they don't care, why are they so lazy they don't research the value on their own and sell them at full value before they hand them off to someone else who will try to get the going rate?

Why I care when all I have to do is not do it and change the channel I can't answer.

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I remember a stage where I went from having no friends to feeling like I had no friends to getting confused between friends and acquaintances then thinking lovers were friends. Somewhere in there was not caring with some mild regret. Today is trying to absorb for whether or how many friends I do or do not have that ultimately the responsibility is mine. While I value loyalty, somehow whatever makes up friends is something I don't seem to provide. Confusing the issue is the number of friends I have with busy lives and my own busy life. Still, there is something I don't provide as the phone, text, emails, and actual interaction in my friend life is fairly limited. I don't know who would _actually_ help me with the bodies. I am loyal to those I think have been loyal to me, but for others I have a genuine disinterest. I'm very quick to turn when betrayed - not sure if others do this or take abuse on the chin. I'm less interested in having friends than having friends I can trust. When was the last time I showed up on moving day?

I have the power of expression, if I do, because I write a lot and can type fast. This does not diminish the power or wisdom of those who cannot.