Intro

It's time for a reality check ...

Maybe we’ve reached the point of diminishing astonishment.

But I suspect that much of what we’re hammered with every day really doesn’t make much of an impact on most of us anymore. We’ve heard the same stories too often. We’ve been exposed to the same issues for so long without any meaningful resolution. We recognize that reality is rapidly becoming malleable, primarily in the hands of whoever has the biggest microphone. How else can we explain a society where myth asserts itself as reality, based entirely how many hits it gets online?

We know that many of the “issues” as defined are pure crapola, hyped by politicians on both sides pandering to “the will of the people,” which is still more crapola. Inevitably, it’s not the will of all the people they reflect, but the will of relatively small groups of people with disproportionate political influence.

Nobody wants to face up to the realities of the issues. Nobody wants to say what’s right or wrong – even when it’s obvious and there are numbers to back it up. Most of us are afraid to bring up the realities for fear of being accused of being insensitive or downright mean.

So we say nothing. Until now.

It’s time for a reality check on the fundamentals – much of which is common knowledge to many of us, already. But it might be comforting to know you are not alone …

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Life is generally good, or life is generally bad …

Years ago I came to the conclusion that at some time in everyone’s life they make a conscious or unconscious decision that life is generally good, or life generally sucks. That decision shapes how they see everything for the rest of their lives; it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Like me, you know people in both camps.

I’ve known a man for many years who is the epitome of the former. He’s probably 96 or 97 years old now. He’s a former Eastern Airlines pilot later tapped to train other Eastern pilots.

He is relentlessly upbeat. When he was 95 I asked him his secret. He said that every day he is constantly amazed by all the new technology, all the advances in science, everything new, in other words. Every one of his days is a bonus to him, and he savors every moment.

It’s fascinating to talk to him. He doesn’t dwell on the past; instead, he’s focused on what’s going on now and down the road – science, space exploration, technology, politics, whatever. He enjoys Skyping on his computer with his kids, their kids and grandkids wherever they are in the world, but looks forward to whatever will be next – maybe Skype with holographic images, he once said.      

There’s always a bounce in his step, a firm handshake, a quick smile for everyone. It’s hard to accept that he’s in his late 90s. He still dotes on his wife of more than 70 years, he loves his kids, and has a rich social life where he lives. He’s a joy to be around.    

He considers himself very fortunate. You might be thinking he’s just lucky; some people just lead charmed lives. 

Let me correct that impression: his wife, the love of his life, has Alzheimer’s. If you have any first-hand experience with that disease – as my family has – you know how tough that is. 

She’s been declining for years. She only has bad days and not-as-bad days anymore. But he is always by her side, taking her in her wheelchair to church, to dinner, to wherever she wants to go, encouraging her, comforting her, and caring for her every need.

He knows what the future holds for her. That might break other people. Yet he’s determined to do the best for her while she’s still here. Even though they live in an assisted-care facility with ready access to an Alzheimer’s wing, he takes care of her in their own apartment. He told me he’ll do that until he is no longer physically able to care for her. 

He is one of the kindest, most thoughtful and most inspiring men I’ve ever met. And also one of the most consistently cheerful and upbeat. 

I believe he decided long ago that life was generally good.  And so, despite all the trouble he’s seen in his long years, and the current situation with his wife, he still believes it has been. 

So for him it still is.        

Now you also know people from the “life-generally-sucks” camp.  

I’m not talking about the folks with clinical depression or those with lives filled with very real physical and mental pain and suffering.  It would be easy for them to conclude life generally sucks, and for them, in many cases, it does.  Yet, surprisingly, many of them have an enhanced appreciation for the small pleasures of life a lot of us take for granted too often, like my former-pilot friend. 

No, I’m referring to those people you know who should be happy for what they have but aren’t. In fact they will never be happy. Ever.

They focus on the cloud surrounding every silver lining. The half-full glass. The darkness that precedes the dawn. They have bad relationships because they expect every relationship to turn out badly – it’s just a matter of time. Every job they’ve had was doomed to failure, because they expected to fail. Their bosses have always had it in for them; their co-workers were standoffish and cold; the deck has always been stacked against them. 

So their decision that life sucks became a self-fulfilling prophecy. The more they believed it sucked, the more it did because they made it suck.  And so on. 

They may not have made that decision consciously, but it doesn’t matter. They have to live with the consequences for the rest of their lives.

Every time something positive happens to them, they will anticipate something awful to balance it out. Every time they make a friend, or enter a relationship, they will obsessively look for signs that portend a bad end with only heartbreak and pain to come. 

And so, they will get what they expect. 

As do the people who believe life is generally good.  


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