We went to a party on Election Night. Billed as a prelude that was supposed to linger into the night, we barely got through cocktails. The writing was on the wall. And one women who seemed who seemed a touch closer to a suicide watch than others exclaimed,”this is the end of the world as we know it.” That was pretty heavy duty and of course yours truly saw this as perfect fodder for cogitating.
Our world and for the moment let’s call it our United States, is being turned topsy turvy.YES WE ARE CHANGING. Get over the melancholy and yearning for yesteryear. We white folk are going to be a minority soon. The country may vote for legalization of marijuana, same sex marriages, gays in the military etc. We may be a dependent mommy nation or maybe this idea of entitlement is starting to run its course when the masses realize the taxation of the rich cannot begin to approach solvency.I don’t like it all. Yet I know that pendulum just swings so far and starts coming back the other way. That in itself is change. And our nation and world keeps moving forward.
The Renaissance, Protestant Reformation, Industrial Revolution, WWII, 9/11, cyberspace are to name a few of sometimes violent turnings this way or that. What about Sandy and war torn veterans?I think about creche scenes disappearing and Black Friday that will soon become Grey Thursday and then Blood Wednesday and it bugs me. But I also think of people around the planet who are voting for the first time. Seeing their brackish drinking water turn clear. Maybe just maybe those barren fields are turning a pale shade of green for sustenance and maybe the slightest glimmer of profit. Over four billon of the citizens of earth make less that $300 a day. Do you think they want change? Wouldn’t you?
My first take is if you like the staus quo you are agin it and if you for some reason aren’t getting the most out of things you can’t wait for the next revolution. We change physically, mentally, morally, politically and whatever. But is there any way to stop it? Should we? More on that later.
Let’s face it. Predicatability is like a pair of old loafers. Just slip them on and you don’t have a care. I am in my own little world and it fits just fine. We are raised to be ordinary and conforming. Don’t rock the boat. Why? Because we have always done it that way you fool. Wear the same clothes, think the same thoughts. Yeah every so often some one comes along with a new concept but before you know it we are all doing it and then it is not change but merely altering targets of life. Feel better, don’t you?
You are talking to the wrong dude here. I was fat dumb and happy on Wall Street when I came home one night to announce to my wife I was going to build post and beam houses in a 15% mortgage rate market. A couple of years later and feeling my Wheaties, we moved to Colorado to get into the computer business. Worked great until I was flat ass broke and had to come back to New York because I had three kids to educate. In our almost 42 years of marriage between our personal residences and investment properties we have had over 35 real estate closings.
Now some of you think I am a little out there for our relative instability. You may be right but I am not going to the insanity defense just yet. Kathy might. With each turn of the dial or departure from the norm two things have happened. There is an exhilaration that happens when you roll the dice. Not so much a rush but a breath of fresh air. Any thing and everything seems possible. We worry about the process and not necessarily the outcomes. And it has been great.
Secondly, we have grown incredibly. We have lived in new neighborhoods and states. We have had to get off our duff to learn new ideas and customs. We have experienced both good and bad but moreover we have found new instincts to rely on and ground rules to play by. Every so often Kathy pronounces after a stay somewhere,”Ted, I think it is time to grow.” She has been a little silent over the last few years. I think she wants to stay this time.
Our world is in flux or turmoil depending how you look at things. You can fight it or embrace it. If you hate Obama and it makes you feel better, just go right on doing it. If you think the world is crazy for cutting your entitlements be my guest. But if you really are a citizen you will get up and see how you can affect change yourself. You know a lot of you went crazy at the election results but how many of you manned phone banks for your candidate? How many went to a rally? Did you have a sign in your front yard or drive someone to vote? Hmmm, I thought so.
Change embodies creativity. Breaking the mold. Questioning and trying to look to the stars. If everyone sat on their tails over millenia maybe we would still be in the Dark Ages. We wouldn’t have computers,IPhones, color TV’s and of course thanks to Al Gore the internet. Easy gang, that is a joke. Point being that change is good on average. But most of all it is a force of life. Yes it may be the end of the world as we know it. But you know if somehow we put our hearts andsouls into it, it may just bring a new and better day.
Ted The Great
“Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed, citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”
― Margaret Mead