I received a call from the Democrats to remind me to bring a photo ID to the Primary tomorrow. Fortunately I have such an item. I wonder how many people who lack Driver Licenses or Passports find their lives curtailled because officially they have no face. While I dislike having my picture taken (more every year) I realize to the world I still have aface, even if it is not the one that some used to admire.
Looking at my dog and cat who never need to consider their countenances, I think them lucky. We who look on them show them their appearance in our adoration of their existence.
In a society obsessed with looks and photos and all the rest, I hope one day other judgments will be made of us sooner rather than later. Instead of faces, maybe voices, or even actions which should speak louder than many things we present. Until then I will gaze upon my dog and cat, admiring their lack of need for such beauty which gives them a beauty even deeper.