Pig

George Bernard Shaw once said: “I learned long ago, never to wrestle with a pig, you get dirty; and besides, the pig likes it.” Cute, only this particular philosophical pig doesn’t “like” anything; it just is. Life is tough but it’s not out to get you in particular. There is no emotion involved in the rotation of the planet so don’t take it personally; the planet doesn’t. It takes the very best of us and the very worst of us equally, when the time comes, so who the hell do you think you are?

So why is it that we are so impervious to the wise counsel and tactful hints of learned men, and that our myopic and compromised vision is so focused on achieving our limited objectives? It blinds us to the inherent and obvious danger; that the incorrect application of the will does much to distort our vision of that world, and unnecessarily increases the enormity of the difficulties and opposition we believe we face.. Is it that our characters are defined by the very nature of the struggle, that this struggle and conflict is the making of us as men? Is our personality – are our hearts – forged in such a fire? Is this elemental conflict indeed the measure of us and our worth, both to ourselves and others?

Or do we just like getting dirty?

 

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One thought on “Pig

  1. I like to look at struggles as representations of tricksters. They’re neither good or bad but simply there to throw sticks into our spokes. Our reaction to them is a test as much a way to see our own worth.

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