25 June 2009

The Waiter

Funny the way we size one another up visually upon first encounter: Clothes? check. Hygiene? check. Car? check. We subconciously look for clues and markers that make a real difference in whether and how we communicate with another person. The media (the middle agents between the govt and the people) specialize in scientifically altering the public and shaping us in the way the elite want us to go in accordance with their business plan for the world.

So women are shown on magazine covers by the check out counters in stores in bikinis before and after they have a child. The implication is that women are only worthy when they are thin and YOUNG and before they bear children. This works well when your goal is to take out half the population from the fight by making them super focused on the size of their belly and other body parts.

How odd it seems, in such a culture, to hear someone considered to be a great leader compare himself to a waiter at a restaurant. This strikes me especially as yesterday I had lunch at a more upscale chain restaurant in which the waitresses were made to stand in a circle and clap their hands and do a disco dance for no apparent reason. It is sad and absurd what we will do and what we are made to do for money. I tried being a waiter once while in college and I couldn't do it. My hat is off to the waiters and servants of the world.

Jesus once said:
"For who is greater, the one who is at the table or the one who serves? Is it not the one at the table? But I am among you as one who serves." (Luke 22:27)

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