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This is the 3rd in an ongoing series of blogs about men and women who inspired me, who motivate me to be a better blogger, a better person, to not just do what I do but to do it well, to do it the very best I know how.
I have already blogged about Winston Churchill and Theodore Roosevelt. Oh, and I am not blogging about these people in the order of the most influential to the least. Just blogging about them as they come to mind.
This post is about Martin Luther King Jr. (BTW, did you know he was born Michael Luther King, Jr.?)
ML King Jr spearheaded the civil rights movement. I remember hearing the news that he had been shot. I was just a kid. But I remember. I also remember the massive march on Washington D. C. But barely.
ML King Jr. was the youngest person to receive the Nobel Peace Prize.
He also owns one of my favorite quotes of all time.
1. “If a man is called to be a streetsweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaaven and earth will pause to say, ‘Here lived a great sweetstreeper who did his job well.'” If a person is called to be a blogger, then s/he should blog….
- 2. “Nothing pains some people more than having to think.” Nothing pains some blogger more than having to, well, um, think.
3. “If a man hasn’t discovered something that he will die for, he isn’t fit to live.” If a blogger hasn’t discovered a topic they will take a hit for, then they shouldn’t blog about it.
- That last one might be somewhat of an overstatement, but the clear idea is that the blogger should/must have feel quite strongly about their topic. Nothing is more miserable than writing a few thousand posts about something you don’t care about…just so you can make money. It’s kind of like going to work at a job you don’t love. What would be the point of blogging then?