Pixar's Inside Out: happy isn't everything

By Kyra-lin Hom

I had the joy of watching Pixar's new film Inside Out in theaters this week. It's an adorable, clever, moral-driven story about the complex emotional life of an eleven year old girl. The main characters are quite literally Joy, Sadness, Anger, Fear and Disgust. Captained by Joy, the five emotions run Riley's “headquarters,” dictating her behavior. And though the film is technically about Riley, the arc of the story follows Joy on her path to understanding that Riley doesn't always have to be happy.

The moral is remarkably adult for what is supposedly a children's cartoon. Then again, that should be no surprise to anyone familiar with the Pixar lineup. Most famously, let's all recall "Up" released in 2009. Anyone who didn't get at least a little misty-eyed during that opening sequence has no heart.

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Georgie's View: It’s nice you keep busy, right?

By Georgie Bright Kunkel

As one gets older with no regular career responsibilities people often remark, “Oh, it’s nice you keep busy.” That is after I mention my busy life. I reply that I am not just keeping busy. I am actively involved in life. Why is it that retired people are considered out of the loop? It is as if life stops after your formal work life is ended. It is time to find ways to integrate the age groups.

You have heard me complain about children cooped up in four walls all day and the problems involving big city segregation. The attempt at forming neighborhood communication is a step in the right direction. There are perks in knowing your neighbors. I try to know mine but neighborhood visiting evidently has gone out of style. Life is so busy these days that there doesn’t seem to be enough time for that. I am fortunate in having neighbors that I contact occasionally. I am not afraid to knock on doors and say hello.

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Pat's View: Land of the Free

By Pat Cashman

We’d receive word from Curly at any time---and when delivered, it was immediately time to jump into action.
Curly was a neighbor kid that lived two doors down. He had hair like bedsprings, hence the name. I never knew any kids named ‘Straight’ or ‘Wavy.’

SIDEBAR: Those were less correct times when kids often had nicknames based on their personal characteristics: Tubby, Tiny, Skinny, Lumpy, Shorty, Maggot, etc. A classmate named Stinky grew up to become an excellent card-player. Solitaire mostly.

Whenever Curly showed up he had one message---always containing a tantalizing word: Free! It was because Curly was uncommonly tuned in to anybody and any place that was offering something for nothing.
“Free scoops of ice cream at Newberry’s,” he might say furtively, then dash off.
Or, “They’re giving out Frisbees at the Arco station.”

Perhaps even, “Free bookmarks at the library.” Not exactly pulse-quickening perhaps, but free. And that was the point.

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