Showing posts with label achievement. Show all posts
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Monday, February 4, 2013

Negative Happiness



Negative Happiness
Charlie Earl

Many people assume that happiness is a shining moment of momentary joy or the acquisition of some item or state of mind. My sense is that happiness, or perhaps more precisely… contentment, can be achieved through not having something. For example I do not have a sexually transmitted disease (STD). That makes me happy. I do not have to scratch in the dirt on a daily basis finding worms for dinner. That makes me happy. Writing an occasional column that does not generate wrath and furor…. sometimes makes me happy. Managing to survive in Northwest Ohio until the end of January without plowing snow from my driveway makes me darned near ecstatic. Bottom line is that happiness doesn’t always involve a trip to Disneyland. It can be a quiet afternoon at home with no interruptions.

Happiness or its pursuit is highly contextual and personal. For those of us who cherish liberty happiness can be defined simply as having the government and its assortment of do-gooders just leaving us alone. Solitude and reflection are not typical notions of happiness, but for some of us they are illusive and coveted. For example, I prefer to watch meaningful events alone. Ohio State versus Michigan football games, the Super Bowl, election debates and election returns are the types of activities that I enjoy absorbing without continuous input and chatter from others. So, based on my own personal preferences, I can conclude that happiness can be the avoidance of annoyance. That could explain why politicians generally cause me to be unhappy.

Happiness as a dramatic event or special occasion is radically overrated. How many long-anticipated family vacations turn out as giddily enchanting as the expectations? How many glamorous brides have shed tears over some minor mishap during what should be one of the most glorious days of her life? No…happiness is rarely accompanied by rolling drums and trumpets blaring. It is more often similar to the soothing sounds of a harp or a gentle violin solo. Happiness is more often co-joined with contentment than with adrenaline. The pursuit of happiness should a solid journey toward self fulfillment rather than a frantic scramble for fleeting fun. Happiness is not hedonistic grasping but more like sweetly savoring moments of achievement and peace.

For many, happiness is equated with escapism. Through drugs, alcohol or any number of personality-altering enhancements, some folks seem driven to look for happiness beyond their daily realities. They haven’t yet accepted the fact that after the escapist journey has ended….reality remains. The pathway towards fulfillment, contentment and happiness is similar to playing one’s way around a Monopoly board. Each little step, every new property leads one toward victory. A player cannot conquer the board with one move because it requires a series of well-executed maneuvers to reach the final goal. There may be setbacks or losses, but the player can never claim victory while sitting idle or withdrawing. The game must be played one step at a time.

Obviously the pursuit of true happiness is more than just a game, but the applications and lessons learned are similar. The board defines the parameters of the pursuit, and it is often wiser to seek happiness in little ways in tiny increments rather than to jump off the board. The disciplined life is a proven path to happiness if it does not become an obsessive quest. Happiness does not have to be a pedal-to-the-metal pursuit. It can be one’s reward for doing the little things well. Enjoy the game, and may your properties be loaded with hotels.

Charlie Earl
  

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Knot Dyslexia



Knot Dyslexia
Charlie Earl

When I was a child in the mid-1950s, I can recall my father switching from a wire-tie hay baler to a string-tied one. Occasionally the new machine would “slip a knot,” and we would have to manually tie the twine. My father insisted that we use a square knot to secure the bale because other types might come undone or require too much time to craft. As a seven year bone-headed kid, I had all kinds of trouble mastering the square knot. Sometimes after my effort was complete we would pick up the bale to toss it on the wagon, and it would come apart….scattering hay all around. My father would become rather demonstrative and animated while questioning my mental capacity. Clearly…. I was knot dyslexic. The over-under, return path of the twine was too much for me to master easily.

Imagine if our government education system (the public schools) and our government entitlement apparatus had existed back then as it does now. There may have been a special class for those who were knot dyslexic. There may even have been an after school program with dinner included for those who suffered from the heartbreak of knot dyslexia. Probably… given my small community of McCutchenville, Ohio, and the relative skills and coordination of my elementary school cohorts, I would have been the only one in the entire building who suffered from the affliction of knot dyslexia. Nevertheless… justice and equity would have required the ACLU to insist that my difficulty be addressed and financed by the state. IT SHOULD BE NOTED THAT I LEARNED TO TIE A SQUARE KNOT THE NEXT SUMMER, but with a well-financed and massively growing program, I might continue to be immersed in my tragic circumstances to this very day. My short-term knot dyslexia morphed into knot proficiency in a matter of two hay/straw seasons. In my opinion my father’s volatile admonitions were much more effective than any government “help” program. And less costly (although now I suffer recurring nightmares from “knot anxiety”).

One can analyze the plethora of poverty programs administered by governments at all levels and detect regressive outcomes. Costs go higher, public employee payrolls expand (public unions) and poverty either does not abate or, in some cases, becomes worse. My father went home to meet the Lord nine years ago, but I continue to hear his commanding voice as he instructs me about the subtleties of knot tying … and many other things. If he or somewhat like him were handed the “poverty portfolio,” I am convinced that improvement would be significant and fast. Tough love works when the instructor has a vested interest in the learning and improvement of the student. Government programs fail because too often the public employee and the recipient have no “skin in the game.” The bar is set in the low position because there are limited awards for achievement. Those who receive aid are reminded that they are entitled to government intervention because of their inabilities to succeed on their own… and the cycle of dependence is reinforced.

Poverty, just like knot dyslexia, need not be a permanent status. I assume that many of you just like me have been broke at some times in your lives, but you expected to overcome it by working harder and smarter. Excessive government intervention in our lives … the ups and the downs… thwarts our initiative, steals our dignity and robs us of the chance to prevail over adverse circumstances. To truly embrace our human potential we must avoid the knotty ties of government constraints. We are NOT incapable.

Charlie Earl