No easy answer

Laura, from Poland, sends this hard, hard question to end 2010:

Why do people beat wives? Why do they betray family and then blame family for what they did?

Laura, I WISH I knew. I wish I knew the demons that drive some people. I wish that 2011 will be a better year for you.

A modern day mystery

Nicolette, from the Netherlands, has clearly spent too many hours in a row awake - and perhaps some of them at a nearby convenience store - because she asks

Why do shops that are open 24/7 have locks on the doors?

I know that some do not! My stepdaughter, early in her retail career, was a manager at just such a store; when the power cut out in the middle of the night, she had to trudge to the store and sit there in the dark waiting for the power to be restored because there was no way for the staff to lock the door and go home.

Three times Thirty-Three

On Monday, September 27, I posted the "bucket list" question. You know, the "things before you die" list? That Post Crosser wanted to know the THREE things to be done. This Post Crosser has upped the ante by asking

What are NINETY NINE things you want to do before you die?

Start the list, for one!

Sounds of JOY!

Just had to squeak this one in while the season is still upon us! From Germany, Marion asks

How do the Santa Clauses speak in your country?

In Germany, and here in the US, they say "ho, ho, ho!"

Most? Hard Question

Onute, who is 15 and who lives in Lithuania, wants to know

What would you like to experience most in life?

For me? That the people I care about have contentment and happiness in their lives.

For ALL of us? Once again, (see posts from October 18, November 7, and November 23) PEACE.

Si! Oui! Da! YES!!!!

From Korea, on a really cool card, comes this question:

If you choose to live in another country, you have the responsibility to attempt to become fluent in that country's national language. Agree or disagree?

I say YES! wholeheartedly. I believe that even if you're just visiting a new place, you should attempt to learn to say THANK YOU in that country's language. Think about it: if you are in a place where you know no one, don't have much of a clue where anything is, and want things from people who live there, EVERYTHING you do is basically dependent on the good will of others. The LEAST you could do is express your gratitude in the language of the place.

Now, ALL THAT being said, it's also (in my opinion) incumbent on the people speaking the language of the place to be kind, gracious, and helpful to those attempting to communicate! No eyeball rolling, no facial expressions, no speaking too quickly to be understood, no giving wrong information or directions. Play fair!

Coloring inside the lines?

Virpi, from Finland, has set my brain to humming over this question:

What is the equivalent in human life for the dotted line between lanes of a road or street?

I'm thinking maybe "the law" or perhaps, the unspoken agreement we have with one another to avoid "going too far," and which, when violated is often the cause of argument, and even violence.

Wow. This one is making me think.

It's all in the timing!

Kai's card is the perfect one for today!

Do you believe in...

you know who?

Of course I do! (Hey! I have a chimney! I have stockings! But I don't NEED any coal!)

And, because I believe in love, OF COURSE, I believe in Santa.

Oh, so many things

Mandy from Canada (and the dog in the golf bag, presumably) want to know:

What are you avoiding?

On any day, I can answer with things big and small! There's always the laundry, for one thing. Eventually, it's do the wash or buy new underwear! Then there's the long overdue "to-do" list of things that aren't urgent... (I am going to replace that burned out bulb in hallway... repair the dripping faucet). There's other stuff, I am sure, but I am not going to look at that right now!

Tears of sorrow, tears of joy?

Jennifer, from San Francisco, inquires:

Do you think crying is a sign of weakness or of strength?

I have certainly cried from emotion springing from both sides. Tears of powerlessness, those burn more than any other, I think.

Maybe it's the cold medicine...

that I am taking, but this question kinda makes sense:

How do you know everything if in order to know everything you must know nothing and if you know nothing then how can you know everything?

or something like that, anyway.

It's from a student in Bedford, Kentucky and I'll tell you: today, I am NOT smarter than a fifth grader.

Because nothing rhymes with orange?

Oh, I don't know! But Marianna, from the United Kingdom, wants to know:

Why is a grapefruit called a grapefruit?

Girl's gotta google this one!

According to Wiki... it's because the fruits grow in clusters on their trees, much like grapes do on their vines. (Frequently, solving the mystery is a bit of a let down.)

Baby, It's Cold Outside

This cute card harbors a serious question from a Post Crosser in Estonia:

What do you think of global warming?

Currently, the temperatures in Philadelphia are below freezing, and the wind only makes it feel colder. On an immediate basis, I could stand some warming - but of the local kind. I do believe that we have broken the weather, and that we have only begun to see the results of what we have done. Brrrrr, but not really.

Not WHAT, but WHY?

Narelle, from a small country town in Australia, asks us to ponder this question:

Why is your definition of true happiness different from other people's definitions of true happiness?

I think it's interesting that she goes beyond the "easy" question concerning WHAT a definition of true happiness is to the "deeper" question concerning the differences between people's perspectives.

I, myself, have never understood why some people appear to be happy when they are scared (after watching a horror movie, for instance).

Getting it right this time

Tiantian asks

If you believe in Karma, what do you think you've done in your pre-existence that led to the life you're now living?

Well, I am fortunate in my friends (in this life), so if reward is involved, I have been rewarded for friends who were (perhaps) not so favorable in my last life. The friends I have now are amazing people. If there's a lesson I have yet to learn, it's the lesson of patience. I want to have patience, but my problem is that I want to have it NOW!

Home, Sweet Home?

Way back on November 1, two Post Crossers wondered if you could live on an island or on another planet. Today, Christi wonders

How do you define "home"?

I can label the characteristics of "home," but that's not really the question, is it? No. It's what home MEANS... I fear this is one of those inarticulate "just know it when I feel it" emotions.

Same thing as we all would do...

From the Czech Republic comes a question commonly abbreviated...

WWJD?

Same as Allah, Same as Krishna, Same as any benevolent deity, Same as any humane human, I hope.

Oh, and the keys to the boat!

Kristyna wants to know...

If you could take one thing to the desert island, which one would it be?

A boat to sail home in, obviously!

MEOW!

Natalya from the Ukraine wonders

What would you do if you woke up as a cat once?

If I woke up as my OWN cat, I would know that I landed in the lap of luxury! Boris and Natasha, the International Cats of Myster, live a highly indulged life! Food on demand, more kitty toys than any 12 cats could use, and catnip too!

I would delight in my good fortune!

Blue, no, Green, no, Yellow, no Red...

Rita from Estonia wonders...

If dreams had a color, what color would they be?

I think it depends on the type of dream and the way you think about color!

APB on a missing sock!

From Taiwan comes this perplexing query:

Where are the things that disappear?

I have no idea where things that disappear go, but several of my socks and countless sunglasses are there!

I Just Can't Tell!

From Japan, on the back of this illustration of Ebizo, a Kabuki actor, I find this question (very appropriate considering the illustration!)

Can you hide your emotions as well as you imagine?

I'm thinking that we all probably think we manage put on a "good face," but we are not as successful as we think we are. I also think that we probably believe that we can see through the masks that other people wear far more successfully that we really do.

The Final Frontier

Fans of Star Trek know what I'm talkin' about!

From Brussels and from Michigan, in the post only days apart came two space postcards!

Brussels wants to know

Do you think that humans really went to the moon in 1969 or could it be fake?

While Michigan, on a more practical note, asks

Why did mankind put a man on the moon ten years before anyone thought to put wheels on luggage?

Puzzlers, both!

Wild, wacky, weird?

Anniele from the Netherlands wonders...

When was the last time you actually did something weird/wacky/crazy for the sheer joy of it, in the presence of others?

Her card shows "When bad clothes happen to good people," and is specifically called "Attack of the Clothes." I love a great hat, but I think my friends might think that the acid green, purple and black number that I wore into my local coffee shop one morning might have been another such attack. If such a thing counts, that would have been the last time - about 6 weeks ago!

What DOES make ...

a woman, a woman?

That's what the question on this card asks!

What makes a woman, a woman? Is it their figure?

I think a woman is made (from a girl) through the tempering she receives from all of life's experiences. I am certainly not the woman that the girl I was would ever have expected. And that's perfectly OK with me.

Love makes the world go round

Valerie, from Belgium, sends this cutely complicated card, with the love machine in full operation, and asks:

Where does the secret ingredient of the love potion hide?

Follow your heart (Sorry, couldn't resist) through the process and see if you can spot the answer. (I have my own theory!)

Famous? Friend? Foe?

From Jylisa, once from the Ukraine, now living in Connecticut, comes this head scratcher:

If you could bring back to life any person that lived at any time, who would it be and why?

Bring back a famous person? Who? Elvis for more great music?

Maybe a dear friend, who died from a disease we now can control better?

A foe so that we might make different choices and not be foes?

Simple question; hard answers!

Sunny side up!

Wecsisley tortures us with the perennial favorite:

What came first: the chicken or the egg?

Scrambles my brain everytime, and the issue is never over, easy!

Greetings, Earthling! (Oh, I hope so!)

In Finland, at least one person wonders...

Are we alone in the universe?

I hope we are not. In fact, I hope we are just one of many.