It was Father’s Day today, which means the entire family gathered at my grandparents’ house for lunch. Of course, “entire” is such a relative term. Half the family had to work and couldn’t come, 1/4 randomly didn’t show up, and yet another percentage best not show their faces in this county again because someone would kill them, then go to work on them…
Anyhow, one constant with these “mini-reunions” is that at some point we’ll get into family politics. Who’s done what, who’s moving where, etc. etc. Most of the time we have a united opinion on things, but occasionally there are mixed feelings and emotions expressed.
During these mixed sessions, I prefer to sit back and observe. The observant third party can easily sit back and start to see the lines form early on in the conversation, whereas the person who’s getting more and more hot-headed as the topic progresses is too wrapped up in the matter to notice. They can’t see the forest for the trees, as it were.
Even if I do feel strongly about a topic personally, I rarely chime in with my opinion. I mean, honestly, what is the point of getting all worked up in an argument? If the opposite party is confident enough in their decision and stance to argue with you in the first place, then the chances of you actually changing their mind, regardless of the legitimacy of your claims, is virtually non-existent.
Besides, it’s often much more fun to sit back and watch the situation unfold before you with an objective eye for both sides. Only then can you truly come out of the argument and form your own opinion based on all the cool logical facts.
Darwin in Action…
OK, I know I’m going to get bashed for this, but I don’t care. I think I have a valid point, and that’s all that matters… I certainly don’t mean any offense towards those in the mists of mourning over their loss. If you are one of these people, just try to picture this from a 3rd party perspective and appreciate the humor and point as intended.
Through this sincere post, I found a link to this story in the Houston Chronicle about a 21 year old Yale student who was killed while cycling cross-country with four of her fellow students.
Please read the rest of the story out of respect for the poor girl and her friends and family. However, I will paste here the part of the story I found of consequence:
So, let me get this straight… She studied vocal arts at one of those preppy exclusive high schools for the “gifted” and then went on to Yale on mommy and daddy’s dime to study in the glorious field of music history.
W
T
F
?!
Honestly, I think this is just Darwin in action… God decided this girl was wasting her life so horribly that there was simply no reason for her to continue on to its inevitable end. Why not just save her 70+ years of misery and skip to the end of the movie?
I mean, come on… I bet she even thought she knew all about the “typical teenage experience” too, didn’t she? What with her public school upbringing (ha, riiiggghhhttt) and her ivy league higher education, she was an expert on the topic. To top it all off, once she got out of Yale, she had no need to go get a summer job like the rest of America, but rather had nothing more important or pressing on her schedule than to take a bike trip across the country…
The way I see it, it was just mother nature evening out the system. She saw a horrible injustice being done by further attempting to propagate this wanna-be field of study (music history?!) and got rid of a future source of misery for many many students.
But hey, that’s just me…
Author’s Disclaimer: As noted above, I have nothing against this girl, nor her family. I do not know her personally and could be totally wrong about her life in general. I’m simply attempting to illustrate the way common media is able to twist and portray every situation in any light they desire, and how the classes of American society have become so greatly divided that some “Ivy Leaguers” could have nothing better to do than ride bikes for fun during their summer sabbatical while others are struggling to help their family provide groceries next month. This is more of a commentary on the state of society as a whole, rather than that of a single life in particular.
Update: After reading this entry, please direct your attention to the comments below. There are some very sincere and heartfelt views expressed which I have not and did not intend to address in this post. Before commenting, they deserve your time as well…
Update 2: As requested by Brian Barnes, a grieving friend of Rachel, I have removed all occurrences of her last name and replaced them with ******* in the hopes that Google and Yahoo! will both re-index my site sometime in the near future and remove the old entry, preventing further mishaps such as this. I will soon do the same for all comments listed on this page…