Happy New Year
The end of a year, such as it was, seems a grand time to wax philosophic about cosmic questions we ignore all year long to favor the daily required thinking that goes along with our crisis lives. Mine in particular has been pretty rotten lately with no end in sight but I'm trying to view the past, this comming year, as a sunk cost. For those of us with marginal understanding of business concepts, sunk costs are those that are no longer deserving of consideration in future decision making. As simple as it sounds, in reality, and for most of us, they represent the kind of "letting go" we find difficult and, worst of all, sunk costs make for great conversation. Like the time I spent watching the first hour of Cold Mountain. Its an hour I will never recover and there's no sense lamenting the whole affair but I feel the need, when asked, to bring it up again and again when I should have just considered sunk and moved on. If you're anything like me, you sort of operate on "sunk things" and that's what I'm going to change for 2005. (Just to show you how bad the whole sunk thing is, I just now typed "2004"!)
I've already forgotten that the neo-cons have all but taken over this great country and I'm not losing any sleep over all of the Americans, Iraqies and others that have sacrificed their lives for what is now an all but forgotten cause. I no longer wonder why we're there. I'm keeping my head down and looking forward to the next thousand or so casualties trying to equalize a stubbornly male dominated society forever stuck in the fifteenth century. I'm also forgetting about how little free time I now have trying to juggle an increasingly demanding work environment with a simply awful commute. I'm not looking at my real spending power anymore either. All of the entities that had their hands in my pockets to compensate for measily insignificant federal tax cuts have been erased from my mind as of now. Yes, looking only forward invigorates! Can you feel it?
So, tell me. Why don't I feel any better? Maybe its because looking forward four years is like looking in a fun house mirror. Under the new rules I'm not supposed to consider the past but I'm having a lot trouble weaning myself.
My thoughts are with all of those affected by the Tsunami. Soon, even that will be a sunk thought.
Happy new year 2005.
I've already forgotten that the neo-cons have all but taken over this great country and I'm not losing any sleep over all of the Americans, Iraqies and others that have sacrificed their lives for what is now an all but forgotten cause. I no longer wonder why we're there. I'm keeping my head down and looking forward to the next thousand or so casualties trying to equalize a stubbornly male dominated society forever stuck in the fifteenth century. I'm also forgetting about how little free time I now have trying to juggle an increasingly demanding work environment with a simply awful commute. I'm not looking at my real spending power anymore either. All of the entities that had their hands in my pockets to compensate for measily insignificant federal tax cuts have been erased from my mind as of now. Yes, looking only forward invigorates! Can you feel it?
So, tell me. Why don't I feel any better? Maybe its because looking forward four years is like looking in a fun house mirror. Under the new rules I'm not supposed to consider the past but I'm having a lot trouble weaning myself.
My thoughts are with all of those affected by the Tsunami. Soon, even that will be a sunk thought.
Happy new year 2005.