Disclaimer: Not mine and depressed that they aren't.
Author's Notes: Umm.not sure where this came from so it is a bit strange. Also I am not even sure who's point of view it is, so I guess it is up to you readers to fill in that particular blank. Anyway this is a thought piece from an observation of and outsider as he sees the particularly crappy way friends of Sandberg treat him. Of course when that was is also up to the reader.
Wolf Musings
Wolves, it seems, are loyal to their pack, their family, at least in fiction. I recall an example of that loyalty in a book I happened to read one day called Wolf and Iron by Gordon R. Dickson. It was a novel set in an America in which civilization as we know it collapsed and the people left were struggling to survive in the aftermath. Two of the Main characters in the novel were a man who had been a student at a university somewhere, pre-collapse, and a lone wolf.
The wolf had adopted the man for some reason; not sure what it was since it has been a while since I have read the book. Although I seem to recall that the man had rescued or released the wolf from death or something worse. Anyway the one incident that stands out in my mind as an example of the bond between them is the aftermath of an attack upon the man by a bear or other wild animal. The wolf protected and cared for his adopted family, of one, until the man had recovered enough to continue on their journey. In that one act, even though fiction, that particular wolf gained a great deal of respect from me for himself and others of his kind that aren't so fictional.
That is why now that I know what animal represents the spirit of Sandberg that I am outraged at the way he has been treated by his so-called friends. Don't they realize what a treasure they have in him? Obviously not, as they would see what their actions have caused, the damage they have done. How dense can you be? As things stand I would be surprised that they could even think their way out of a cardboard box!
Why he doesn't leave I'll never understand. They just don't deserve him or the kind of loyalty he offers. In fact, in my observation, they take him too much for granted. It would teach them a lesson if he would just leave them to their own devices, for a while at least. Of course, knowing him, he wouldn't do that, he feels to deeply for them. They are truly unworthy of it, and of him.
Oh blast! I realize now that in my anger my thoughts are a bit incoherent. In fact I am beginning to think in circles. Which in the end does little good for myself, or anyone else. Hopefully, soon, someone of Sandberg's acquaintances and " friends" will realize how shamefully they have acted, although I won't hold my breath, and make amends. Which in my opinion would take something drastic to even begin to make up for all the pain in Sandberg's soul.
Author's Notes: Umm.not sure where this came from so it is a bit strange. Also I am not even sure who's point of view it is, so I guess it is up to you readers to fill in that particular blank. Anyway this is a thought piece from an observation of and outsider as he sees the particularly crappy way friends of Sandberg treat him. Of course when that was is also up to the reader.
Wolf Musings
Wolves, it seems, are loyal to their pack, their family, at least in fiction. I recall an example of that loyalty in a book I happened to read one day called Wolf and Iron by Gordon R. Dickson. It was a novel set in an America in which civilization as we know it collapsed and the people left were struggling to survive in the aftermath. Two of the Main characters in the novel were a man who had been a student at a university somewhere, pre-collapse, and a lone wolf.
The wolf had adopted the man for some reason; not sure what it was since it has been a while since I have read the book. Although I seem to recall that the man had rescued or released the wolf from death or something worse. Anyway the one incident that stands out in my mind as an example of the bond between them is the aftermath of an attack upon the man by a bear or other wild animal. The wolf protected and cared for his adopted family, of one, until the man had recovered enough to continue on their journey. In that one act, even though fiction, that particular wolf gained a great deal of respect from me for himself and others of his kind that aren't so fictional.
That is why now that I know what animal represents the spirit of Sandberg that I am outraged at the way he has been treated by his so-called friends. Don't they realize what a treasure they have in him? Obviously not, as they would see what their actions have caused, the damage they have done. How dense can you be? As things stand I would be surprised that they could even think their way out of a cardboard box!
Why he doesn't leave I'll never understand. They just don't deserve him or the kind of loyalty he offers. In fact, in my observation, they take him too much for granted. It would teach them a lesson if he would just leave them to their own devices, for a while at least. Of course, knowing him, he wouldn't do that, he feels to deeply for them. They are truly unworthy of it, and of him.
Oh blast! I realize now that in my anger my thoughts are a bit incoherent. In fact I am beginning to think in circles. Which in the end does little good for myself, or anyone else. Hopefully, soon, someone of Sandberg's acquaintances and " friends" will realize how shamefully they have acted, although I won't hold my breath, and make amends. Which in my opinion would take something drastic to even begin to make up for all the pain in Sandberg's soul.