by Sunil Bali, 19-07-15

Friedrich Nietzsche said that "When a hundred men stand together, each of them loses his mind and gets another one."

Nietzsche’s quote reminds me of the story of the curious monk who shattered the silence of morning prayers by throwing his arms into the air and exclaiming with every cell in his body, "It’s Celebrate! I’ve checked the original manuscript. The text is wrong. The transcriber missed out an "r"."

Down the centuries it’s always been the same. It’s the people who have been prepared to take a risk and challenge the status quo who have made a difference to people’s lives …… if Michelangelo had decided to listen to the majority and play it safe, he would have painted the Sistine floor.

I gave the following advice to my kids as they started their school year last September:

  • always be who you are and do what you think is right. Sure some people will criticize you, but their words won’t damage you as much as the damage you do by imprisoning your soul.
  • Its better to walk with a few good friends, than to walk with a crowd going in the wrong direction.
  • Never, ever, ever ration your passion and join the living dead. You were born to thrive and bring others alive.

Did they listen to me? I’m not sure, but they’ve spent most of the year smiling and came back last week with brilliant reports ….. they clearly take after their mother, aka The Doc.


Talking of mistakes here are a couple of gems which got past spellchecker:

  • All you do is mix two letters up and your whole post is urined.
  • When you left this morning I could smell your colon on my sheets.

Steve decided to go skiing with his buddy, Mike. So they loaded up Mike’s car and headed north.

"I realize it’s terrible weather out there, and I have this huge house all to myself, but I’m recently widowed," the lady explained. "I’m afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house."

"Don’t worry," Mike said. "We’ll be happy to sleep in the barn. And if the weather improves, we’ll be gone at first light." The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night.

Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way.

They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.

About a year later, Mike got an unexpected letter from a lawyer. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally worked out that it was from the lawyer of the attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend.

He went to see Mike and asked him, "Mike, do you remember that very good looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday about a year ago?"

"Yes, I do," said Mike, smiling broadly.

"Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?"

"Well, er, yes! I have to admit that I did," Mike replied a little sheepishly.

"And, did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?"

Mike’s face turned red with embarrassment as he said, "Yeah, look, I’m really sorry, Steve. I’m afraid I did ….. but why do you ask?"

"She just died and left me everything."