We have to realize that the child’s world is without economic purpose. A child doesn’t understand – happy ignorance – that people are paid to do things. To a child the policeman rules the street for self-important majesty; the furnace man stokes the furnace because he loves the noise of falling coal and the fun of getting dirty; the grocer is held to his counter by the lure of aromatic spices and the joy of giving. And in this very ignorance there is a grain of truth. The child’s economic world may be the one that we are reaching out in vain to find. Here is a path in the wood of economics that some day might be followed to new discovery. Meantime, the children know it well and gather beside it their flowers of beautiful illusion.
Source:Â On the Front Line of Life by Stephen Leacock; in John Robson's Words Worth Noting
Posted: 2025 Nov 15
It is probably worried that the mole on its right cheek might be pre-cancerous.
Jim T – 🙂 That could be it, all right.
I just minutes ago discovered that bitter orange marmalade and Brie go passably well together on my gluten free dread.
Marion – Ah, another in the “sharp plus creamy” combos, like cream cheese and red pepper jelly, and peanut butter with horseradish on saltines. Good to know. As for the bread you’re using, I think “gluten free dread” qualifies as a Freudian slip. 🙂
Lol didn’t see that. Freudian for sure!!
Marion – This is why we had jobs (well, one of the many reasons): It’s close to impossible to check your own work.
Ha ha ha ha ha. You’ve always been comical Isabel — keep it up :)!
Carla – Comical, perceptical, smart-aleckal – quite the trifecta. 🙂
You give new meaning to “a [w]ry[e] expression.”
Laurna – 🙂
Who’d a thunk a piece of bread would be staring at you?
Tom
Tom – IKR? A bit rude, really.