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Two separate questions

Guess I am out of touch with everything right now, so no blog entry for many days. From many days, a question is bothering me. I haven't found a satisfactory answer yet. So I'll write it down here. Maybe anybody who reads this may know the answer. "Just because we are journalists, writers, opinion creators and thinkers, do we have the right to judge others? Either personally or professionally?"
I think we don't have the right to judge a person, even if we are right. But as writers, we would have to judge others whether we like it or not. And it's very difficult forcing people to think, but that's what we are doing or pretending to be doing right?
Another question: "How come life is so simple if you just let it live by itself without bothering much and so complicated if you try to manipulate it or even understand it?" Blessed are the ignorant. We who can understand everything, try not to let anything go by without understanding and thus miss the beauty of it all.

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  1. In my opinion, "We understand everything" is a very blunt statement!

    Half knowledge is always dangerous and thats the risk we all live with today!! :-)

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  2. Come on, don't go so deep. I'm just being superficial.

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  3. The idea was to suggest that we need not try to understand everything! Hence be happy!

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  4. Have been reading your blogs some time now. Now that you have something to ask from we readers here we are writing, happy to do so! Your first question was a kind of tricky. First part of the question you glorified the profession and then you are not sure of the same. Well thats the shoe everyone is into and the thing is that you dont think the way any one of us do. Its a difficult task to judge a person. Now it again depends on how you think and what barometer you judge him that he is evaluated. You get it straight or the way round, its again how you think You might say felling of trees is bad. There is other whole bunch of people who would be rather happy to see the broad roads. Its very difficult to rethink or think on you never know when you tumble. And further you say " And it's very difficult forcing people to think, but that's what we are doing or pretending to be doing right?" well, if i am getting it right what your asking pretendig and forcing are just about the same. You cannot force someone to think intead you can make him think.And got to make them think right. Thats what i fell you should be headed to. I would love to be a journalist you can just make millions think the way you do every morning! THE SECOUND ONE EASY ONE "life is so simple if you just let it live by itself"-NICE QUOTE. Thats the way you live it. Live it the way you wanna live it. you got it right....answer in question????

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