I got hungry...
So being the kind of single guy who doesn't cook anything
that doesn't have "tuna" or "ready in minutes" on the label
and not really having anything in the house that met that criteria I ventured
out. My destination was of course an
experience that always involves the phrase "want fries with that?"
No I don't exclusively dine at restaurants with a drive-thru
window; it was just too late and I was too tired.
I'm also a car guy and I know how bad regular short trips
can be on a car. Considering it cost me
$130 for a battery last week because of a car that rarely ventured more than 5 miles
from the garage, I tend to make my
errands take the scenic route these days.
My motivation was hunger and a desire to not repeat last week's
unscheduled surprise that left me stranded in an intersection for 2 hours.
So after taking a long leisurely trek around my chosen
bedroom community I came to a stop at an intersection.
This was a special intersection with those nifty Red Light
cameras. I've been aware of them for
years and done my utmost to avoid being captured for posterity. Like most people I'd rather not suffer the
cost of that "special moment"
So as I came to a stop awash in the crimson glow of the stop
signal I felt a sense of trepidation.
This particular intersection was famous for extracting the contents of
many a Mesa citizen's wallet. Be it fair
or foul these camera's offered no quarter to the guilty even if they were
innocent.
Knowing this, I proceed through a carefully measured right
turn when it happens...
A Flash!
I'm blinded, disoriented....guilty....
Or am I?
I've made this turn a thousand times without incident, I tend to be overly cautious about such
things but still I felt that sense of dread.
I knew I didn't intentionally do anything wrong but instead of the
courage of my convictions I instantly felt the cowardice of false guilt.
We all know the stories of how such traffic sentinels are
nothing more than revenue generators that prey on a guilty conscience. Far from the purported catalysts for driver
safety they're more like a cash cow for starved local governments looking for
an easy buck .
And they're not alone...
It got me to thinking.
Was this the only time I felt guilty for the sin of nothing?
It wasn't.
Think about that time you saw your boss stomping around the
office like a charging bull. You knew to
stay out of his way till the storm blew over.
I'd even wager that for a split second your mind leapt to recall what
you possibly could have done to cause his tirade.
Never mind that your boss was angry because someone backed
into his brand new Lexus in the parking lot.
In that split second you felt false guilt and began devising
rationalizations for your defense.
Are these the wages of a civilized society? What's so civilized about living in fear that
can spring forth at any moment over nothing of consequence. It makes me wonder how the species ever
achieved the ability to walk upright considering how much time we spend with
our heads down.
Maybe it's because most of us occupy lives that aren't
reflections of our true selves but instead walk a delicate balance between
survival and peril. That's just life,
right?
I consider myself more rebellious than most people and generally
eschew false pretense. I'm not getting
any younger and don't have the time to waste on cloudy nuances. It's never served me to be enigmatic; in
fact it scared people away.
"For well, you know that it's a fool who plays it cool by
making his world a little colder." Hey Jude, The Beatles
Still, I'm living in the same condition as everyone else
even if I don't agree with it. Not able
to embrace my true self and be confident in my own convictions. Just like you I don't want to make too many
waves and make a difficult life even more so.
I just can't take any more conflict when everywhere I look I
already have more of it than I care for.
I don't profess to be any more encumbered than the rest of you I just
know how my encumbrance feels.
That's the problem with flying under the radar like most of
us do. We drown our true selves and
embrace the cowardice of complacency.
It's just safer that way, right?
Then we either admire or hate those that seem to have it
all. Funny though, both are actually opposite
sides of the same coin. We just can't
accept that the only difference between them and us is that they rolled the
dice. If they lost they just tried again
instead of condemning themselves for even making the attempt.
Which brings me back to my burger run.
I'm fairly confident that the 3 cars I vaguely remember
blasting through the intersection while it was still bathed in that crimson
glow were the likely culprits for the brilliant flash of the electronic accuser. Still, I felt that doubt and it disturbs me.
I don't advocate suddenly throwing your life into chaos
tomorrow by upending your belief system. I just ask that you start to be a little more
honest with yourself.
Are you everything you want to be or is it just good enough
to get by. Not everybody is meant to
realize their fantasies but we are meant to be the best "us" we can
be. That can't happen if "getting
by" means your better self is compromised for the sake of nothing more
than preserving a faulty status quo.
It takes small changes but small changes can reap
astonishing rewards. We're never as
productive as when we're in harmony with what we know to be right. Not what we're "told" to be right
but what we know from refusing to be subordinate to the whims of those who
don't have our best interests in mind.
A police officer is never as valuable writing a speeding
ticket as he is comforting a lost child.
Teachers never as valuable as
when their lessons come from a desire to inform instead of an inadequate
curriculum.
Small changes that come from who you really are can change
the world. That's not fluff, I've seen the
proof but you've got to be stalwart and
that's hard.
Oppressors come in many cloaks some more subtle than
others.
Voter suppression, traffic cameras, mandatory health
insurance, H1B visa abuse, student loans, credit scoring practices. All of them egregious in varying degree
but all of them tolerated. Some for the
sake of the "greater good" some only mentioned in passing for a juicy
sound bite.
Look more deeply at any of them, however, and even the
seemingly virtuous becomes something less when we find out who their advocates
are.
Yet we accept it assuming that this is just the way of the
world. It's not and it's a questionable
society that tolerates the assertion.
Which makes me question everything. To do any less is cowardice.
So I wait...
Will I receive an undeserved ticket for an offense I know I
didn't commit? Who knows? I honestly hope not but that's the coward in
me. The one we're all expected to
embrace.
It doesn't serve anyone to blindly accept the corruption of
ideals for the sake of the cowardice of conformity. What we accept as reality frequently crushes
any hint of our ideals. I can only be
aware of it and try to resist the" quick and easy path."
I mean look how Darth Vader ended up!
Way to go but still such a ways to go.