Sunday, March 8, 2015

DUNCES WITH FOOLS

DUNCES WITH FOOLS

    I remember the award-winning movie “Dances With Wolves”; Kevin Costner’s role as a cavalry lieutenant whose request to be posted at the frontier was granted; and his eventual encounter with a Sioux tribe temporarily settled in the same location. It taught me a truth, or a reality, in life which I learned way after I repeatedly watched the film. In relation to this would be the phrase I often heard since a child: “When in Rome, do as the Romans do.”
     It turns out, in this world; the majority always sets the tone or the standards of how things are to be. If one wants to be accepted; he should ‘play along’ and become like the many or else, be rejected. I have seen faults, shortcomings, inadequacy, mediocrity, and all such items which can be improved or corrected in communities and clusters of individuals. When having attempted to right these wrongs and flaws, because a majority of persons were practicing the latter; it became apparent that I was not accepted, nor were my efforts appreciated. The alternatives I had was to either disregard my principles/standards and degrade myself by emulating their actions; or stand firm and allow myself to be scorned. Fortunately, varying circumstances rewarded me the privilege to exist with both; since there were a few who shared the same sentiments, and others who chose to remain idiotic, but affable enough to concede when interacting with me.
    Irrationality and obstinacy, put into play by the multitude, will justify even what is errant. Because it is ‘in’; it will be what is accepted. Anything better than this; any effort to enhance what is presently mod; is condemned. Moreover, not only are the suggested methods and/or remedies despised; but the soul that offered it will be considered an outcast.

    As disagreeable as this axiom is, I considered it a practical strategy to work out a compromise. So I introduced my coffee and guns to the indigenous folks I had to exist with; and took a whiff of their spiritual pipe then danced around a campfire like a mad fool. 

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