I filled up a couple of pages with random markings and then went to the kitchen to find something to draw...
A fellow named Dave recently added a comment to an old post of mine... If you're curious, read it here. Among other things, he wrote, "I believe strongly that something has gone wrong in our society....there's no respect anymore, and people DO feel entitled..."
Got to say, I agree. While I've seen that a certain feeling of entitlement can be a useful life tool -- it's hard to really try and achieve a goal if you don't think you deserve it -- there are way, way too many people out there who think that it's their world and the rest of us are just cluttering up the landscape.
I think that one of the problems is the notion that the central problem in the world is self-esteem -- I recently ran across a statement to the effect that the reason people behave badly is that they just don't have enough self-esteem. That Hitler wouldn't have been so darned mean if he'd just felt better about himself.
I don't buy that for a goddamned minute. I think Hitler felt a great deal of pride in what he did and thought it only proper that he be allowed to do it.
Rather than teaching children to love themselves unconditionally, I'd rather see them taught to work hard at being worthy of love. I think a certain amount of self-doubt is an important part of being a decent human being, that a capacity for shame and guilt is a necessary component in a fully-realized human being. They allow us to be conscious of our negative behavior -- and thus are the first requisite in controlling that behavior.
There's a desperate, pathetic need in our culture to feel special -- and a lot of people identify specialness with privilege. Special people live special lives full of special toys and everybody wants their share. They think they deserve the car, the boat, the babe... whatever.
The current economic disaster has its roots in these feelings -- the country has been eaten to the bone by a bunch of special bunnies who regard greed as a moral imperative -- whose self esteem has completely overridden their shame and guilt -- and this has been allowed to occur by a population of self-involved halfwits who believe that they are a pop song, a ball game, or a lottery ticket away from becoming special bunnies themselves -- and who spend and vote accordingly.
They don't aspire to the drive and discipline it takes to develop the superior set of skills it takes to do something really worthwhile -- they aspire to the privilege that those skills can earn a fortunate person. It's the luck that's special to them -- not the hard-earned abilities that make it possible to take advantage of luck.
I've been in a number of discussions where I've pointed to the Scandinavian republics as role models for industrial nations and the same idiot cry is always mewled forth -- "Their taxes are so high!"
Yeah, and they have their needs met. And everyone around them has their needs met. They don't have to watch the old and the crazy rot in the street. They don't have to worry about having their houses taken away if they get sick. And so on. And so forth. To run a country on the basis of what you'd like to be able to do if you were wealthy is a sure-fire recipe for disaster.
Just ask Iceland.
Look, no matter what your income is, you'll hit a state of emotional equilibrium that won't really be affected by your income, provided your basic needs are met. If the person who's unhappy because they have to brew their own coffee rather than go to Starbucks becomes rich, they'll soon find themselves unhappy because the thread count of the sheets on the cruise ship is inadequate.
Special bunnies are not special. They're assholes and assholes are about as common as you get.
Think about the special people in your life, the really special ones. What makes them special -- what they have or what they give?
Yeah, I want to be a special person. I work hard to be a special person. And the only way to really do that is to try and put more into the world than you take out. It's an impossible task, but if you don't at least make a serious attempt at it I really don't have a whole lot of time for you.
You special bunny...