Everything is going to
I've read some of the articles from other
columnists, and I've realized just how depressing we all sound. Even I,
in the past, have been
kind of a downer about the state of the
world. I've noticed that we rant and rave about every injustice we can
get our journalistic hands
We put things under an idealistic microscope
and make everything life and death. It's understandable considering we
have to write a
column a week, and we have to make it
I'm going to attempt to do something original,
although as a wise man once said, "There's nothing new under the sun."
I think this ball of dirt we live on can
be an incredibly screwed up place. Even in the brave new world of the 21st
century, we still have
war, disease, murder and a thousand other
unspeakable crimes against humanity.
Things still aren't as good as all those
books about a utopian future, but things aren't really as bad as we make
them out to be.
This world can be a beautiful place if
one wants to see it. I think we try to make the problems in our lives bigger
than they really are. I
think it makes us feel like we have some
great struggle, some great cause. I think many of us magnify our problems
so we feel like
we have the right to complain.
The reality is that, if you're in good
health, you should feel blessed beyond words. We shouldn't complain about
having to walk around
our sprawling campus. We should be grateful
we have the ability to walk.
So why is it that in the most prosperous
country in the world, able-bodied young men and women complain about trivial
things? I think
human beings need tragedy in their lives
to feel complete. We need loss and pain in order to live a full life. Without
the negative things
in our lives, how could we possibly gauge
the good things? Good things would cease being good, and bad things would
I think we complain and rant just to give
the good things in our lives perspective.
I'm just proposing that we realize that
things might not be as bad as we think they are. The world isn't really
going to hell in a
hand-basket even though we think it is.
The world is truly a beautiful place, and I'm glad I have a front row seat
at the demolition derby
of humanity. I wouldn't trade my place
in the world for anything. Those of you who would, should think long and
hard about what you
have going for you.
I hope you all have a good day. I'll probably
be back to complaining next week.