Hey there, everyone. It’s been a minute, hasn’t it? We’ve spent the past few months house hunting, buying, moving, and organizing, in between work and several trips (more on those in upcoming posts), so this spring and beginning of summer has been one big blur. I keep reaching out to grab a hold of time and let each day last a teensy bit longer, but it always evades my grasp.
As a well-trained Southerner, I always maintained the habit of saying yes ma’am or sir to my dental school faculty and patients. Instead of the reaction I was used to back home (which was no reaction at all, since saying ma’am or sir anywhere south of Maryland is about as automatic as saying “hello,”), I would often receive a confused and borderline offended glance and a high-pitched “What did you just say to me?!”
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Like most fellow members of the Netflix generation, I watch a lot of online movies and documentaries. One of the most fascinating specials I’ve watched in the past year was HBO’s “Going Clear,” about the Scientology cult and its policies. Some of the strange facts I already knew – for example, the entire idea was created by science fiction writer L. Ron Hubbard, that it relied heavily on a scheme of “levels” based on monetary donations, and that the organization bloated Tom Cruise’s ego so much that it drove him to the point of mania. However, I learned a few new things too; for example, that followers of this cult must submit to “audits,” which are essentially recorded therapy sessions/confessionals that can later be used against you.
Green Gables State of Mind 