New Years Advice – How The Facebook Philosophers Have Managed To Get On My Nerves…Again!
I never said I was a patient person and the older I get it seems as if my patience is wearing as thin as my hair. I once said a few years ago, “I’ve got five minutes of patience left in my life and the clock is a-tickin’.” Recently as I perused Facebook looking at all of the photos posted of people’s holidays, many brought a smile (and some just made me shake my head) but nothing really prepared me for the onslaught of Auld Lang Syne sentiments expressed (for those who don’t know this poem/song, it basically means “days gone by” and you’re too young to remember the first New Year’s Eve televised celebrations with Guy Lombardo). While some looked at the past, some people preferred to write of looking ahead at the New Year instead of back whilst still others wanted to talk about NOW. Once more did my eyes roll to the back of my head as what I call the “Facebook Philosophers” shared their “wisdom” with the rest of us and once more I say, “Thanks but no thanks.”
The first thing you need to remember is that most of the people who are giving advice on Facebook can barely manage to hold their own life together on a regular basis, yet these are the people who have more free advice than sense to share with the world. God bless them, they really think they’re doing us all a service when in actuality we’re all just thinking, “Eeesh, if I wanted advice from a bankrupt crack whore, I’d ask my cousin.” I appreciate that as people become self aware in their own life they want to share it with others but I feel the same way about this kind of “sharing” as I do with people who knock on my door and want to convert me to their religion by “sharing” the word of their God to me. Again, “Thanks but no thanks.”
If you’re anything like me, you’re just trying to hold onto your sanity as you swing from crisis to crisis like you used to on the “monkey bars” on the school playground. You know the trick, lose the momentum and you’re dead weight just hanging on for dear life until your fingers finally have to let go of the bar. I’m not saying this way of life is for everyone but for me this is how I see things. I’ll keep swinging, trying to keep up the momentum until I get to a point where I’m just dead weight for myself and eventually as my fingers lose their grasp on the bar I’m hoping the plunge to my death and departure from this life will be a quick and painless one (unlike when I used to hit the dirt on the playground). The good news is that on the monkey bars I never got past the first two rungs but at this point I’m getting closer and closer to swinging through fifty years of them and I’m still feeling like I have more “swing” in me.
I get that we’re all supposed to be in the “Now” ultimately, just experiencing what life is giving us at this moment in time. No judgments, no fear, just being and I’m pleased to say that I have achieved this. Okay, so it was once for about fifteen seconds but boy was I in that “now” like nobody’s business.
Look, I’m not pretending to have any answers here, in fact just the opposite. While most see me as a cynical, one eyebrow raised type of person I find that I’m still in shock and awe on most days. (Mostly about what people are wearing but still, shock and awe is shock and awe, right?) Some will argue that me sharing my thoughts like this is yet another person telling someone how to look at the year that has just passed and the one ahead but I’m really trying to say is figure it out for yourself. We’re all different, making a million tiny and major decisions every day that will affect how we deal with what happened in our past, deal with what’s happening now and preparing for what’s happening next. And as far as the Facebook philosophers go, forgive me for taking Sondheim’s advice over yours, “I’ve run the gamut. A to Z. Three cheers and dammit, C’est la vie. I got through all of last year and I’m here. Lord knows at least I was there and I’m here. Look who’s here. I’m still here!”
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