If you are not reading Rude Cactus then I would like to suggest that you really should, if for no other reason than he is scary-insightful as well as scary-honest. An excerpt from today’s post:

In life, there’s an inherent trust all of us have to have in the people around us. Trust in the fact that the guy doing 60 in the lane next to you won’t decide to swerve and run you into a guardrail. Trust in the fact that your kids will be safe and well-treated when you drop them off at school. Trust in the fact that the people you elect to lead you, to establish laws, will do so with their own self-interests put aside. Stories like these, though, make me question that trust and whether or not it’s misplaced.

It’s taken me 35 years to realize that I’m not a realist as I’d imagined myself to be. I’m a hopeless optimist, which I think is something of an oxymoron. I believe the best in people until proven otherwise. I think you can you’ll always be successful being nice. I firmly expect things to work out for the best. Being inherently cruel, the world often has to prove me wrong. And it did that just this week with news items like those above.

(Go to the post to understand the last line.)

If that isn’t enough to grab you, he has the cutest freaking daughter on the freaking planet, Mia.

And if that’s still not enough, if you comment he replies to you personally in email* for every. single. comment. which at first I thought was weird but now I dig it. He might just say “thanks!” but when you understand how absolutely crazy busy this man is but he still takes the time to email each and every one of his commenters? Insanity.

*Oops, little detail. I meant to say “in email” which is the part I find strange.