...inspired by something I saw on Amy's blog, I want to run with it a bit. People ding Socialism for its emphasis on equality -- they say "People aren't equal" and view it as "making everybody the same" in some cartoonly dystopic Harrison Bergeron kind of sense.
But, in truth, we are all equal, in that we are all human, and, lacking a standard of human perfection (some would say Jesus would qualify, but even the most fervent Christians fall woefully short of Christ's example). We're all born, we all grow up and old, and we all die. People haven't quite yet worked their way around that, although I know money is being spent on death-avoidance and longevity.
There's another way we are equal, though, not just in our mortality. It is in our own individuality and uniqueness, and in the variability of our talents. Everyone is good at something. Everyone has a talent, something that they are either really good at and/or really enjoy, and which fulfills them.
So much of our society is devoted to looking outside yourself, at externalities -- "If I get X, I'll be happy." -- but I think a surer path to happiness is rooted in some earnest introspection, and an assessment of: 1) what you're really good at, and 2) what you enjoy doing.
Throwing aside issues of profitability, people need to get an understanding of their own talents. Some people devote their lives being lawyers, when really they would have made better dancers. Or instead of being an office worker, they'd really rather be a fisherman. People need to be honest with themselves and follow their particular bliss -- therein lies a more honest Socialism, as I see it, because if everybody did do that, our society as a whole would benefit, and humanity would benefit.
Instead of raising economic expectations as the only meaningful arbiter of value, people need to ask themselves what they're good at, and what they enjoy doing. And if more people began doing that, then we'd have a broader standard of excellence, and a novel equality would arise.
Does that make sense? I mean, people often talk about the jobs nobody wants to do, but there are probably people who would want those jobs, if they paid well enough. The way our society works at present, the nicest, most pleasant jobs also pay the best. The truly rotten jobs don't pay well -- but perhaps if more people began devoting time to exploring their own talents and desires, they'd leave behind those jobs that they're holding just to make ends meet and pursue whatever their particular dreams are, which might then create demand in those rotten jobs that would lead to an increase in wages for those particular jobs.
This probably sounds like liberal drivel, but it makes its own kind of sense to me. Life's just too short to waste doing things you don't want to do, and I think every sane person is honestly good at something. It gets more complicated when you think about people who are good at killing, I suppose, but I think those people are a minority -- I mean, if we were all natural killers, there'd be no need for boot camp to train people to be soldiers!
Anyway, a lot of people spend time trying to do what they think they're supposed to be doing, and they don't pay attention to what it is that they actually enjoy doing, and what they're actually good at. The keys to bliss lead thataway, in my opinion.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
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7 comments:
so well said.
i agree with you wholeheartedly.
what is it that you feel you are naturally talented at? what is the job you feel you are meant to have?
i have come to realize that figuring such things out starts with a deep awareness of their inner self. unfortunately, so many people are far out of touch with who they really are to even begin to figure this out.
hmmm...you've got me thinking. i could go on and on but i will just end with a "thank you" for this thought provoking post.
I'm a natural actor/performer. I'm really good at it, probably best at that -- good mimic, good at making people laugh, great at assuming characters and losing myself in a part.
I'm also good at writing, which is easier to do than theatrical work, so I've tended to focus on writing.
But I pursue a sort of "no regrets" policy with my life (e.g., nothing worse than not doing something and wondering "what if?"), and so I do plan to pursue the theatrical angle in earnest at some point, time and finances permitting.
oh you should dear friend...you should!
so we can all say..."we knew him when..."
your picture reminds me of Adrian Brody. so, you definitely have that intense Hollywood aura about you.
i look forward to hearing about it all unfold.
Hee hee -- the B&W isn't me! That's Syd Barrett, who formed Pink Floyd (you can see the caption on the picture, with his name).
He went crazy from doing way too much LSD (or something) and became a recluse, but his early Floyd stuff was really cool and trippy -- I used his picture because it sort of embodied what I was trying to do with this blog, just sort of let my brain meander where it wanted to go.
"See Emily Play" is probably my favorite Pink Floyd tune from the Barrett era.
I wish I photographed as well as old Syd did. The only way I take good pictures is if I'm caught unawares; I'm way too guarded to pose well for a portrait.
I'm an all-American looking guy, more Captain America than Adrian Brody! I'd be well-cast as a soldier, cop, doctor, fireman, cowboy, European gangster, or businessman -- those are the best fits.
*blushing*
i should have known who that was!
well, post more pics of your captain america self!
well...i do hope you get up on stage and do what you do best. : )
I'm blushing right along with B. I, too, thought that was a photo of you! And I'm going to go one step further and tell you that I also thought your name was Syd. Perhaps I need a good night's sleep!
Sike! ;)
I may post a picture on Tuesday, inspired by that whole "Self-Portrait Tuesday" initiative, if I can come up with an interesting shot.
I'm not sure whether writing or acting is what I do better -- the latter I do naturally; but I'm good at the former, too. I could always do both, ala Ed Burns.
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