Hello, and good afternoon!
Yes, I am still struggling with this letter.
This will come as a surprise and a shock to many of you, especially those of you who know me personally, but I have no clue what I am doing here.
We had a semi-rough week last week in which we got beat up a bit by social media. They all decreased our numbers of followers, our ability to joke and kid around, and ultimately decreased our number of reads significantly.
So, in addition to the regular amount of writing we do, we are trying to shift a lot of our presence to this platform, where we can remain unplugged and unfiltered, not shackled by algorithms, fact-checkers, Tories, and Whigs.
So here is a handful of stories, bruised and battered as they may be from the revolution, here to sing “poor old Marat, in you we trust!” I think they will get better and more plentiful soon.
We also find ourselves in the fortunate position of adding peeps to the roster who are not annoyed by my rambling, stream-of-consciousness non-sequiturs.
Thank you for being here! If there is anything you see that I can improve on please tell me.
And if it’s possible, without embarrassing yourself, tell a friend about us.
Good morning! I know you are here of your own volition because it’s not a newsletter/update day when I force you to admit that I exist by sending some of my writing by email to your inbox, your personal space. Let me mention again how this works in theory…
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a day ago · Don Martin
Newsletter For the “Does Not Play Well with Others” Crowd
If others are playing a certain game, you don’t want to. If others say, “red,” you say, “green.” Been like that all your life. If somebody brings a dozen glazed doughnuts to the office, you want a powdered cake donut. You return your Christmas gifts for store credit even if they fit OK…
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6 days ago · Don Martin
Difference Between a Desire and a Goal
When I was smaller, there were a lot of things I desired. Ask my parents. About the only way I could get anything, though, was to ask my parents for it. Then, sometimes I could get it, and sometimes not. It was all dependent on what seemed to me to be a capricious standard and an unpredictable set of circumstances…
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2 days ago · Don Martin
Why Would any Reader Follow Me?
This story is like all my others about Medium. It’s not written to be instructional to you. I would not be that presumptuous. But if some of it does resonate with you, use what works. Thank you. I am so blessed with people who hold what I write in high enough regard that they choose to follow me…
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a day ago · Don Martin
I am labeled a category five. And all the labels on all my medical files are a day-glo red that say “category 5.” Let me back up a minute. I already knew that doctors have to take notes on their patients, and I knew doctors like to refer a patient over to a different doctor when the patient’s condition is a little out of thei…
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a day ago · Don Martin
Last week, in this age of lightning-fast programs and apps, we discovered that China had apparently put into quasi-orbit a slow balloon to drift over our country. We collectively dithered about it all week, and, of course, were quite incensed. Then we removed it from our national worry with a missile fired from a fighter jet…
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2 days ago · 2 likes · Don Martin
Thursday did sneak up on me pretty quickly this week, but things will settle down and get back to the new normal very soon. Thank you for being a part of it.
-don
