Showing posts with label self-identification. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self-identification. Show all posts

Friday, May 3, 2024

Happy Birthday, B3x

Bex will be (or is already, depending on how long this takes to see the light) 17 and I find it distressing that spending time with me/us has become more a duty than a source of pleasure or enjoyment. A far cry from the 3-year old who introduced me at the pool as, “And this is my best friend, Grandpa.” Or the kid who took my hand as we explored together.

This, despite my obvious charm, wit, love, support, intelligence, all those qualities I’ve tried to mindfully manifest to become the grandpa I (think I) always wanted, not just for myself but for my own daughter. We don’t have a legacy of superior grandfather models in this family (not bad, mind you, just nothing particularly close or enviable).

 

And I channel the Martina McBride song, “At 17 she’s just like me so I don’t blame her.” I didn’t want to be around adults either at that age, and the lack of proximity (living in Belgium) made that an easier task. Also, not really “just like me.” Kids today have much more freedom of self-expression (a good thing, IMO) than we did 60 years ago, plus I was not even within shouting distance of Bex’s expression and sense of self (of which I now realize I had none). #clueless

 

It does help (some) that I know it’s nothing personal. Anecdote: “She was so mad she actually came out of her room!” The cause of that “mad” actually offers me hope because while we rarely converse, Bex, Nicci & I do the daily WORDLE and share our results via text every day we play (which, of course, is every day for me). In addition to that interaction, as limited as it is, I do get the occasional ❤️ reaction to a text I randomly send on topics (I actively curate my offerings) I hope Bex might find interesting, humorous, or entertaining. I even got one today for my “Happy Birthday Eve” text greeting. (Sent in the WORDLE group thread, to be sure she’d see it.)

 

So I’ve become the texting Grandpa and while that is not the fantasy relationship I envisioned and hoped for, it’s (going to have to be) enough for now, while they find their way and their own path to authenticity — another journey where Bex has a huge head start over me. 

 

Even though it may be years (if ever) before you see this, Happy 17th birthday, Bex. Know you are, have been, and will always be loved beyond measure, that I am astounded and proud of the person you’re becoming, that we will always be there for you. May that love, along with your parents’, be the safety net you (we all) need as you traverse the uncharted road ahead that is life.

Sunday, June 9, 2019

No Discounts on Happy Meals

I have a list of rules I’ve developed over my meandering life journey. Rule #1, however, serves as the linchpin: “You don’t get a discount on the Happy Meal just because you’re not.” But it took me a while to reach that milestone marker.
As I’ve been revisiting the “lost letters” from my past, I’ve been forced to reconsider my original assessment that those first years of college (at Hamilton) were spectacularly unsuccessful. In traditional terms, of course, that is completely accurate (earning about one year’s worth of credit for my two years of residence). What I’ve garnered, however, is that I did set (whether unconsciously or subconsciously), and achieve, an important goal. Apparently I was determined to be unhappy and, not surprisingly, found multiple opportunities to focus on and achieve that end.
I’d like to tell you that this was just delayed youthful angst (it’s an understatement to say that I was not particularly mature), but thinking back I also remember, this time as an alleged adult, waking up, in the middle of the night  to write dark, brooding, and (probably) bad poetry. While I still have those documents of despondency, I choose to let them live where they belong, unvisited, in the darkness of a folder.
My quest for unhappiness had familial roots. In this alley between Mothers and Fathers Days, let me state that my parents did the best they could, given the family situations they came from. I don’t think DFS even existed then, and I can’t say for sure if either would have qualified for a visit, even by the standards of today. I think it’s telling, however, that my father once told me, “Happiness is over-rated.” 
I eventually came to realize that I, and I alone, am in charge of my own happiness. Finding that happiness also involved becoming my own, authentic self. That was, and still is to an extent, definitely a process, a journey, helped along by a supportive wife and loving daughter (and her family), plus a big helping of what were often dismissively (with a large dollop of snark) described as “pop-psychology” books. (The common theme of those books? Until you like/accept your (authentic) self, happiness will be elusive, at best.)
While this path to happiness has taken a while, with occasional potholes and roadblocks, I can report that now I can always respond to the ubiquitous greeting, “Have a nice day!” with, “Why not? No extra charge, right?” That usually generates smiles in both directions.
Have a nice day!

Sunday, May 26, 2019

Echoes from My Past Reinvigorate

This blog has (obviously) been on hiatus and you may have wondered why (or not). While nothing is really that simple, the simplest answer is that I found the current socio-political situation just too depressing, polarized, and entrenched to invest my increasingly limited energy into writing about it, feeling as though I’d either be preaching to the choir or screaming into a vacuum. Neither seemed worthwhile, plus, most of the time, I concluded that I had nothing of significance to add to my previous offerings.
So what has changed? Why emerge from hibernation now?
I arrived home Wednesday to a package, sent by my last high school girlfriend who had inexplicably saved all the letters I sent her through my first year of college. Inspired by an advice column in her local newspaper, she took the time to find my address and mail them to me (making sure to note that I wasn’t that special, she saved EVERYBODY’s letters!). While I’ve been wading through the 40+ epistles (she was right on target, I certainly wasn’t that special), I realized I wrote A LOT of letters (and, based on references in those missives, to a number of people).
As embarrassing as those letters are (Carolyn, thankfully, has shown zero interest in reading any of them; we long since concluded that my former self would not have been the least bit attractive to her.), what I quickly came to realize is that writing isn’t just something I do (obviously for fun, clearly not for profit), rather something I NEED. Looking back, I recognize that it was also something I did, regularly, throughout my teaching career (former colleagues will remember the union local’s most powerful weapon, TGIF), plus the occasional “Random Thoughts” memo after that newsletter disappeared (and, IMO, the local’s power went into decline).
While I always said that I wrote this blog for myself, that packet of letters from the past (I may have mentioned how embarrassing I find them now!) reminded me of the importance of continuing to write, not for the benefit of any particular audience (although I will not deny I do like having an audience, no matter how small, which may explain, at least to a certain extent, why I have a blog instead of a diary), but for my own mental health and well-being.
So, fair warning. Don’t Get Berndt is (probably) getting a re-boot. Whether it informs, entertains or (even) annoys you, this I do for me.

Friday, July 21, 2017

The Incomplete Rules o' Life Update

As disappointing as it may be, I still haven’t been invited to present any commencement addresses, even though I’ve been sporadically revisiting my (Incomplete) Rules o’ Life over the past few years in anticipation, trying to keep it up to date, should the occasion arise. Perhaps it’s just as well, though. I’d hate to generate protests or walkouts by the graduates. I’ve also added a couple corollaries. In any case, here is the annotated update (“Rules” with a C in the number are corollaries), followed by the complete “Berndt’s Incomplete Rules o’ Life.” Some rules are obviously more significant than others, and someday I may reorder them in terms of importance. Or, given how long it’s been since I did an update, maybe not. Enjoy it, or not. Better yet, make your own! (see [renumbered] Rule 65)
2-C. Rightness does not excuse rudeness (stolen from Megan-Phelps Roper and her TED talk about leaving the Westborough Baptist Church)
15-C. Don’t be afraid to lose; or fail. If you’ve never failed, you’re either not trying hard enough or enough new things.
See Rule 15 Above. If your primary goal is to avoid failure or loss, you’ll never maximize your results.
47-C. No sane adult would ever repeat adolescence.
(See Rule 47)
54. Unconditional love makes both the giver and receiver stronger.
Loving without reservation is liberating and empowering – and sometimes painful. Do it anyway.
55. Just because it feels personal doesn’t mean that it is. 
Intent is everything, and not everyone shares your agenda, journey, challenges, dreams, values, aspirations, etc., etc. This rule holds true in family relations, interpersonal relations, government relations, international relations. Or you can spend your life angry. This is just one of the reasons I find Donald Trump so dangerous, since everything seems to be personal to him (and worse, he promises to act and react accordingly).
56. You can’t choose your martyrs, but you can choose your heroes.
There will be people who will adopt and even sacrifice for your cause, whether or not you want or need them to. You have no control over that. However, you don’t need to defend or lionize them unless they’re truly worthy.
57. If you're going to post, repost, or create a meme, double check the spelling and grammar.
Of course, this assumes the people you hope to influence will actually recognize errors of that sort, which, now that I think about it, is a not very frequent attribute of those who get enthusiastic about reposted memes. So, in the words of Emily Litella (the late, great Gilda Radner), “Never mind.”
58. With nothing to look forward to, there’s an unfortunate tendency to spend too much time and energy looking backward.
Living in the past is not particularly productive, and often delusional. It may be the most significant pitfall of aging. Revisionist history is not just for textbooks and agenda-driven historians anymore.
59. No one said the high road is the easy one. But it is almost always the right one.
I can’t think of any real exceptions to this. I suppose that, in theory, if taking the high road jeopardizes an innocent’s welfare, you might face a tough decision and need to investigate alternative routes.
60. Loyalty is a two-way street and may require some sacrifice on your part.
If you expect loyalty from your friends, family, employees, employer, colleagues, etc., it’s up to you take the first steps down that avenue, even knowing that you might not be met halfway. If loyalty really matters, it must become a prime value, which can be inconvenient and even require some sacrifice, although never to the point of violating other core values.
Sidebar: I don’t know who is to blame (but, like most things, I’m guessing there’s plenty to go around), but I think our national economy is much the worse off for companies seeing their employees as just another interchangeable part, a human “resource” instead of a human being. Likewise, employees who don’t understand their importance to the bottom line, and the bottom line’s importance to their continued employment, are soiling their own nest.
61. Smart and $1 will get you a Big Gulp. So will dumb and $1.
It’s all about what you do with your gifts. Over the years I taught a lot of gifted kids who never unwrapped their presents. The path of least resistance is also the least likely path to success.
62. Everybody’s job/life is tougher/cushier than yours.
Recognize that it’s your road that you have to travel. Don’t judge someone else’s because their path isn’t yours. Every job has its challenges, and you probably don’t know how tough they are.
63. You can only coast so far. Eventually you run out of downhill and need to work to get up the next one.
Take it from a coaster. If you’re always coasting you won’t be in the kind of shape you need to succeed when life gets harder. That it will get harder is a certainty. That is not, however, inconsistent with getting better.
64. Don’t debate trolls.
Seriously? This requires explanation? A corollary of “Never try to teach a pig to sing; it wastes your time and annoys the pig.” Except trolls just annoy you, because they don’t have feelings (except misplaced superiority) of their own. It is a waste of time, however.


 And, as always, the (revised) original list. Most phrasing, if not the idea itself, is mine, but those knowingly borrowed are in italics.

1  You don’t get a discount on the Happy Meal just because you’re not….
2  Being “right” is over-rated….
            2-C. Rightness does not excuse rudeness (stolen from Megan-Phelps Roper and her TED talk about leaving the Westborough Baptist Church)
3  Love increases in direct proportion to usage.
4  Better to ask forgiveness than permission.
5  Find satisfaction in achieving the best result possible instead of frustration over failing to achieve the best possible result.
6  There’s no “undo key” for life.
7  Don’t worry about what other people think about you, because, in fact, they’re not (thinking about you).
8  Most people are capable of redemption, but only if you allow it.
9  If one sincere apology isn’t enough, forgiveness isn’t really on the agenda (Okay, maybe two).
10  Life is a marathon, not a sprint.
11  Not liking an answer doesn’t make it wrong.
12  Being correct and being wrong are NOT mutually exclusive.
13  If you’re both the host and guest of honor at a Pity Party, don’t expect a large turnout.
14  Although your body offers numerous hints, it’s when your mind stops growing that marks the beginning of the end.
15  You never know the limits of your reach until you fall on your face.
15-C. Don’t be afraid to lose; or fail. If you’ve never failed, you’re either not trying hard enough or enough new things.
16  Try to go where you’re invited, stay away from where you’re not.
17  If you can’t like yourself, what’s the point for anyone else?
18  Be a good audience.
19  Admitting that you are/were wrong is both cathartic and liberating.
20  If you can never be satisfied, don’t be surprised when people stop trying.
21  Wherever you go, there you are.*
22  It’s just so much easier to tell the truth in the first place.
23  Stereotyping victimizes both the typee and typer.
24  Just because you agree with me doesn’t mean I’m right. **
25  If you insist on seeing the glass half-empty (or less), don’t be surprised if someone just drinks the rest.
26  The loudest voice has no more claim to truth than the softest.
27  It’s way easier to fix the flaws in others than deal with your own.
28  You can always find something to complain about, but I’m not sure how that’s helpful to anyone.
29  People will generally live up to or down to your expectations.
30  If you want to make a fresh start, it will require more than a change in location.
31  If you’ve never offended anyone, it’s likely you’ve never said or done anything worth thinking about.
32  If someone really wants your advice or opinion, (s)he’ll ask.
33  Hey, if you’re going to nurse a grudge, at least make it over something life-altering.
34  Pay yourself first.
35  If you expect people to read between the lines, make sure the font is dark and bold – and don’t forget to double space.
36  Whether it’s arson or an accident, you can’t unburn a bridge. You can rebuild it, eventually, but getting a permit from the right person can be problematical.
37  The pain-level of an insult is directly proportional to its truth-level.
38  Unsolicited opinions are like pennies – it’s easy enough to find one lying around – and it’s worth about as much. (See Rule #32)
39  Blaming others for your failure to ask for what you need is a little backwards. (If you don’t A-S-K you don’t G-E-T.)
40  Just because you have the right doesn’t make it right.
41  Make sure your path to the target is clear when tossing a well-aimed dart – you never know who might walk in front of it.
42  Most rules written in crisp, dark black print on starkly white paper may be clear but are also fragile and easily broken. 
43  If what you’re doing to win her (him) isn’t real, the relationship won’t be either.
    44  Before trying to convince someone else that you’re right, ask, and admit the possibility, “What if I’m wrong?”
    45  The potential to do harm is greater if thinking is missing from the picture.
    46  Just because a critic says something is “good” doesn’t mean I have to like it.
    47  Most important youth lessons are painfully learned.
            47-C. No sane adult would ever repeat adolescence.
    48  Live so that people will want to celebrate your life at your funeral.
    49  Next time is often a long time from now….
    50  If you don’t have anything to do, that’s probably pretty much what you’ll actually get done.
    51  Just because someone put you in charge of the restaurant doesn’t mean you should try to tell the cooks how to do their jobs.
    52  Sports without sportsmanship is just war with fewer casualties.
    53 Just because you’re as good at something as you care to be doesn’t mean you’re actually good at it.
54. Unconditional love makes both the giver and receiver stronger.
55  Just because it feels personal doesn’t mean that it is. 
56  You can’t choose your martyrs, but you can choose your heroes.
57  If you're going to post, repost, or create a meme, double check the spelling and grammar.
58  With nothing to look forward to, there’s an unfortunate tendency to spend too much time and energy looking backward.
59  No one said the high road is the easy one. But it is almost always the right one.
60  Loyalty is a two-way street and may require some sacrifice on your part.
61  Smart and $1 will get you a Big Gulp. So will dumb and $1.
62  Everybody’s job/life is tougher/cushier than yours.
63  You can only coast so far. Eventually you run out of downhill and need to work to get up the next one.
64  Don’t debate trolls.
65  You’re welcome to borrow or revise any of these, but you’re better off with your own list; it is, after all, YOUR life.
66  Always leave room for one more….
*Apparently stolen from Confucius. Who knew? I thought I was using something from Buckaroo Banzai Across the Eighth Dimension.
**The converse is also true.

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Can the Center Hold?


Beliefs caveat:
       • Liberal ≠ Democrat
       • Conservative ≠ Republican
       • Both camps have members who are:
              ° mean-spirited
              ° racist, prejudiced, or bigoted
              ° self-centered or selfish
              ° just plain dumb        
                  ° all of the above and more
Each pole is flawed. Each side has its own conceit and each side spits out the opposing label like a foul epithet. Mean-spirited and unfair memes exacerbate the problem. Conservatives often seem likely to think that if something is not their problem, it’s not really a problem at all and, therefore, doesn’t need a solution, or at least not one that shouldn’t be supplied by the individuals for whom there actually IS a problem. Liberals, on the other (left?) hand, seem to tend to believe that EVERY problem everywhere is not only a crisis that must, MUST I tell you, be solved (with an overarching grand(iose?) program), and right this minute, no matter how long that problem has been in the making, failing to realize that problems of long standing are never solved quickly or simply.
Simplistic Metaphors: The conservative safety net is an old rope with a sign at the bottom: “Climb on up, you can do it. Others have,” followed by a pious sermon on self-reliance. The liberal safety net is a hydraulic memory foam mattress. “You know you have a problem, right? Good news, we have the solution! Let us make you comfy and fix everything for you. No, really, just relax, we’ve got this,” followed by a soothing talk about how nothing is your fault. 
Those selfish conservatives like to think everyone ought to be able to better themselves (many, it seems to me, operate under the illusion that they, and they alone, are responsible for their whatever status or success they have and see every playing field as level); if one can’t find a path to success, it’s their own fault or weakness. No better are the busy-body liberals, who seem to think no one can better themselves without the help of an extensive (usually expensive) program, implemented by an overburdened, and some would argue (with at least occasional legitimacy) overreaching, and, too often, incompetent, government.
All of the above are exaggerations, of course, pushing stereotypical perceptions to the extreme, although I have, in fact, actually seen essentially those descriptions as the “other side” is being vilified or decried, all too common in our world today. And what I am seeing even more often today is a seemingly ingrained belief that those who do not think like we do are evil or stupid, not even entitled to basic respect. Contrary beliefs, legitimate criticism of ideas or philosophy, are not only rejected out of hand, but vilified as, at best, the ravings of a lunatic fringe not worthy of even cursory consideration.
It is an ongoing and familiar theme of mine, but we live in a complex society that continues to evolve in increasingly complex ways. Nothing is that simple, neither the problems nor the solutions. If a solution can fit on a bumper sticker or be reduced to a slogan or 30-second commercial, it’s a fraud, and a simplistic fraud at that. Back when I used to teach American politics, one of the things I tried to emphasize was that the solution to every problem creates a new problem or even set of problems that then seem to require new solutions, in a never-ending cycle. However, I stressed, that does NOT mean that we, as a society, should just ignore problems and hope they’ll go away. They will not. Like sores, they will fester and eventually demand immediate attention. Is it not better to anticipate problems and be proactive than to be forced into a panicked reaction?
As polarization expands and strengthens its depressingly vise-like grip on our society and culture, I perceive a serious danger and threat to our future. Politicians on both sides of the aisle are trying to exploit that polarization for their own benefit and power. Instead of encouraging respect for those with a different perspective and a different life journey, they instead discount and demonize. However, even as a left-leaner, while I personally do not think we need a new government agency (Committee to Reduce American Polarization?) to deal with it, neither do I think we can just pretend this increasing polarization is not really a problem.
Here’s a truly radical notion; we could communicate with each other, respecting and giving each other credit for being people of good will, to find a solution that can, if not fully solve the problem, at least ameliorate it and allow us to find other areas where we can continue to work together (which involves that dirty word, “compromise,” of course) for the good of all. There is room in the middle of the poles, but we must be willing to take the first step in that direction and not wait for the other side to go first. Let it start with me – and you.  Kumbaya!