I'm right there with you.
My wife has a phrase which is predicated on the sort of soberly patient self-restraint required to temper any temptation I have to lose my temper: "as long as there is breath, there is a chance." For individuals to experience an epiphany of their own without any input from me; for individuals to be convinced over to "my" side of an issue by substantive/rational arguments (as opposed to being intimidated into silence, or forced to comply); for individuals to experience a clearing of the emotional fog which often envelopes our minds, so that the excess emotional froth which generally drive most of the cries "but we gotta do something!" can dissipate.
Just my 2Β’. Or, accounting for inflation, perhaps I ought say 5Β’. π
Thank you for sharing your sage and sober thoughts. I appreciate it. Cheers.
Probably more like 50Β’ now. π
Thank you for the kind words. As we age, most start to mellow a little, at least the majority of the time, and see things in a broader perspective. π