All day I've been thinking about the mountain of quilts Lipinski [CORRECT SPELLING, it was wrong in yesterday's blog] brought for his talk at our meeting. He is a large mN with a loud voice, this type of large person often has a distorted sense of proportion about many things in life. I have stood in airport check-in lines and noted that the largest individuals usually have the humongous suitcases [their clothes are not THAT much bigger than others and I keep wondering what DO they pack?] But it's not just Lipinski, nearly all the speakers at our meetings bring too many quilts and talk too long.
Long ago I took a college class in public speaking and I know the principles I learned then are still preached by those who train public speakers: stop before your audience is bored. Leave the audience mildly wishing you had said more, shown more quilts or slides, be concise [humorous if possible] and know when to stop. A sense of moderation is a sign of wisdom -- even Confucian wisdom. It applies to most things one does, whether it's how much you eat or drink, how many pillows you put on your sofa, how much salt in the soup, how fast you drive or -- a pet peeve of mine -- how moderately you use the paper towels in the bathroom (toilet paper too), how much jewelry you wear, how loudly you play our music or talk or laugh. No, I don't want the world to be bland and neutral and without drama or excitement. I just don't need a ton of everybody's ego -- which includes most of Wagner's music and most stand up comics, especially the ones who think humor is a matter of insulting every ethnic group in the audience. So much for today's rant.
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