Basically, it means if you put your pearls in a pen with the swine and they get mucked up, why are you surprised?
Seenie said:
No, not urgent at all, Claire. When you’re ready! I’m glad to hear that you are well enough to be back in the saddle. Herding swine with your pearls on? (The pearls and swine thing isn’t an expression we use in the backwoods where I live. LOL)
The problem is when you muddle up hysteria with facts Claire, the drama queens/kings freak. remember the early days here? Lots of hand holding and sympathy but not a lot of real help.
When I was forced into the service I went in as an academic strongly versed in the Humanities. I can remember a "counseling session" with my drill instructor. Where he told me the stuffed shirts in washington will always fund the chaplains but he wasn't a chaplain and didn't give a rats patute how I felt. His job was to make sure some half assed officer didn't have to do a bunch of paperwork because some grunt got his ass shot off or one of his fellow noncoms had to hold some mothers hand through a funeral because her son did something stupid. You knew immediately for maybe the first time in some of those boys lives somebody actually did care about them. Real leadership is where you find it. Hopefully every BF patient will find it in the communities we touch.