Applause felt like approval, and it became a drug that soothed the pain, but only temporarily.
Anyone who's read my 'Terror in the Skies' series knows that I have not been writing with an eye toward approval from any government agency.
If music ever needs FDA approval in the future, bands like this will be the reason why; Magic Kids' sugar-coated songs paint a mental picture of smiling clouds and double rainbows, with a unicorn or two tossed in for good measure.
When you micro-analyze the approval ratings, there's aspects, and the questions come in, 'I love the president, but I dislike X, Y, Z,' or 'I like the president but dislike X, Y, Z.'
When I ran the first time in 2001, they called me 'The Latino Mayor.' By the time I left in 2013, with a 58 percent approval rating, half the people liked me, half the people didn't. I was everybody's mayor. There was never any criticism that I was just for one group.
My own experience is that there is no real effort in life that is not done better under encouragement and approval of our fellow men.
I think there is this rage on campuses about Donald Trump and - as someone who has written pretty explicitly about my disapproval of Trump - I can sympathize with that.
Scaremongering is an age-old political ritual. There are public officials who have benefited by playing up the 'hacker threat' so that they can win approval by cracking down on it.
I have yet to find the man, however exalted his station, who did not do better work and put forth greater effort under a spirit of approval than under a spirit of criticism.
I don't need approval from people who don't know me.
