“Things that I’ve loved. The things that I’ve lost. The things that I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped. I won’t lie no more, you can bet. Don’t want to learn what I need to forget.” C Cornell
I have a little secret to share. I am not from around here. I mean I look a lot like I am from here. When I go to places, they always assume I am from no where but here. Truth be told (to be honest, I try to avoid telling the truth as much as possible…or was that a lie?), I am not like the rest of you. People have always told me that I am strange but I think they are saying that just to make me happy. So I always take these compliments with a pinch of salt. There are two problems I have developed due to this; first, I have developed an addiction to salt (major health issues) and second, I now have a pinching habit. It started with pinching salt, moved on to pinching things like pens, pencils, keys etc. and now it has come to pinching people. So beware!
Kher, returning to the issue of not being from here. Rumor has it that my parents found me in a field. How do I know this? Cause I am spreading the rumor. In any case, what I am trying to “rumorize” is that, much like superman, I am an alien adopted by an Earth family. Unlike superman, I came from a no-frills planet and have no super powers. Why am I telling you this – two reasons – maybe someone from Marvel comes across this post and decides to put me in a movie as the evil smart. What’s evil smart? It is also a villain but many notches below evil genius. Second reason, is that it will explain my actions. I am an alien who is trying to blend in. I am just trying to be a person.
You’re probably thinking (otherwise you would be a butterfly) so what’s the big deal about that. The problem is that I live in a world of VIPs of Very Important Persons. And that is fine for I am not one of them. I know my place in life. There are Persons, then Important Persons and finally there are Very Important Persons. But really. Are these third category persons really that important? If they were, why would they need to announce it and carry banners to remind the world that they are very important? Shouldn’t their very importance shine through and make us awe in wonder.
But that is not the issue. The other day I was driving past a stadium where an event was being held and I saw the usual signs for VIPs and lesser mortals…and then saw something that turned my world upside down (or maybe it was part of the Earth’s regular spin cycle). It was something that gave me the sickening feeling where the heart drops into the stomach and starts mixing with the body’s food processor – that’s one way to love your food. I saw a sign that said “Entrance for VVIPs”. What was that? An entrance for Very “Very Important Persons”? Did this breed of people even exist? Or was it just something people had made up…you know like evolution and global warming?
I just stopped in my tracks – yes I wear track pants these days cause my regular pants don’t fit me anymore – and read it again. It was definitely V VIP. Had I just been demoted in societal hierarchy? Was it their way of saying I was less than a person now? Would I have to fly cargo now? Should I be driving a car? Would I still have to pay taxes? Did I even exist to the world? To test the last one, I took off my shoes & socks and started running around – I was soon stopped and given a ticket for indecent exposure – so yes, I exist – I got that question answered. But back to the main issue. What was this VVIP?
Would the VVIPs feet even touch the ground? Did it have feet? Was it even in human form? Did it float through ether? Could it travel through time? Would I be able to see it? What magical powers did it possess? Could it get rid of war and hunger and poverty? I am sure a V VIP, if it existed, would be a game changer. Turns out I did not have to wonder for very long. Much like Apple with the iPhone 7, it was just a marketing ploy where some VIPs were rebranded and reclassified to make them feel better about their sad lives – but they were no different from the other VIPs.
But imagine the shock waves it must have sent through the now, second tier VIP circles – yes, VIPs think the universe circles around them so they live in circles – all of a sudden they would be going to events where they are not more important than the actual event. Someone had created a new category of people who were Important-er than them. I can imagine some of the mere VIPs would have stormed out of the arena if only they could read the sign saying EXIT.
And that is the issue with our world today. We live in a VIP society. Everyone is trying to claim superiority over another – through power, wealth, possessions. There is this race to get ahead and own the next big thing. It is a world of I-me-myself. I have had people tell me that the poor deserve to be poor since there are sufficient opportunities in this world and they have earned their status in society through laziness. This attitude is not just naive, it is bordering on being repulsive and abhorrent. Class mobility is not something that is available for all. If you are reading this post, then you are already in the top % of the world’s population – it is very dangerous for us to hold the view that the disadvantaged people deserve that place in life or that life is unfair so they should just suck it up and accept their reality.
If anything, these disadvantaged people should be treated as the VVIPs of this world. We must dedicate our lives to making this an equity based existence so that we live in harmony. One of my next few posts will be about an idea that, much like your perception of how good you are as a human being cause you feed the poor and give them employment as your serfs, is just a thought and not real.
However, I am a dreamer and if I can find enough dreamers, we can fight our nature to be greedy and selfish and we can create a society with equity. Then again, maybe I am an alien and this place cannot exist on your planet. Elon Musk…send me home…please…
“And on I read until the day was gone; And I sat in regret of all the things I’ve done; For all that I’ve blessed, and all that I’ve wronged. In dreams until my death I will wander on.” – C Cornell (1964-2017) – RIP!