I know many of us deal with feelings of shame and inadequacy on a very real level, but there was something about seeing the response of a seven-year-old, so vulnerable and uninhibited, that made the pain seem that much more visceral.
“There are two ways of getting home, and one of them is to stay there. The other is to walk round the whole world till we come back to the same place,” writes G.K. Chesterton, an early-20th century wizard of words, in the introduction to his book “The Everlasting Man.”
For most of my life, I’ve considered myself a product of a white, Southern Californian culture, stressing the “American” much more than “Asian-American.” He had very appropriately called me out for suddenly leaping onto the Linsanity bandwagon.
A lot can happen away from home, away from familiarity and security. The people around you don’t behave the same way, share the same beliefs or value the same things as the world to which you once belonged. It is a fascinating new world to freely explore or a menacing unknown to fear at every turn. In this sense, we are all nomads, pilgrims and wanderers, all on a voyage of discovery.
This column will be about telling that alternative story. I believe that with everything we do — our actions, our conversations, our attitudes and our relationships — we are all telling a story to the rest of the world about who we are, what we believe and what we value.
And this is the problem. We’ve been imprisoned within in a world of entitlement. Some fail to see the doors are locked. Others fail to see the bars at all. But we all, to some degree or another, have become slaves to our own sense of fairness and what we believe we deserve.
DO: Attend the campus-wide memorial for Gov’na this Monday Night at Yost. Please wear all black. (I don’t know if memorial gifts are a thing, but they will be gladly accepted.)
DOO-DOO: Consume the people around you.
DO: Know your fear.
DOO-DOO: Hide from your fear.