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"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these." Luke 12:27 (NIV)

Friday, February 25, 2011

Fake

My head is about to explode... I can feel it now... coming...
Nah... not exploding... but it sure feels like something in there is busting to emerge a la Fringe. The headcold seems to have a life of its own. Comes and goes at its own discretion.
What am I doing online, you may be wondering...
The answer is simple: Since the emergence of the internet, not one has to suffer alone. Yes, let's share in one another's pain., hold hands...
And sing kumbaya.

Here's a piece of news to make the head really explode: Politicians living up to their reputation of being dealers in deceit. Sigh... And they wonder why the electorate is cynical. But we expect the pollies to prevaricate here and there. But when journos give hearty assent to duplicity... something's really rotten in Denmark. So much for democracy.
Apologies for that short political rant. I'll try not to do it too often.

Another odd piece of pointless research suggesting that an artificial smile to hide an unhappy disposition can cause a bad mood to become worse.

In a study published this month in the Academy of Management Journal, scientists tracked a group of bus drivers for two weeks, focusing on them because their jobs require frequent, and generally courteous, interactions with many people.
The scientists examined what happened when the drivers engaged in fake smiling, known as “surface acting,” and its opposite, “deep acting,” where they generated authentic smiles through positive thoughts, said an author of the study, Brent Scott, an assistant professor of management at Michigan State University.
After following the drivers closely, the researchers found that on days when the smiles were forced, the subjects’ moods deteriorated and they tended to withdraw from work. Trying to suppress negative thoughts, it turns out, may have made those thoughts even more persistent. 

 Dunno. Begs the question why they picked bus drivers and not some other occupation. All it tells me is that bus drivers get cranky if they're forced to smile when they don't feel like it. Did we need some uni research to tell us that? Anyway, I don't need bus drivers to fake smile, I just need them to get me from A to B without mishaps. As long as they can observe the usual civilities without blowing their top, it's a non-issue. They're not paid to be flight attendants or sales reps.

Went to playgroup today even though I didn't feel like it. Talked to a whole bunch of people even though I didn't feel like it. Wasn't in the best frame of mind to socialize but I did. In the end I was better off for taking myself off to playgroup. Often I find that my mood improves just being with people because it stops me thinking about or feeling sorry for I, me and myself.

The things we do for our kids.
They make us better people one way or another.

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