In all fairness

In all fairness to everyone in this vast expanse. Each has his shares, his lots in life and the times of his life. 15 minutes of fame if you asked Andy Warhol. For others, in the age of YouTube, fake fame might be longer. Only that, in the age of amateurism, what’s repetitious and unoriginal get fewer responses. Nature has a way to “select” and sift through , discard and keep what’s suitable for taste, texture.

It took very long for an Eclipse, like the one we saw yesterday. Sun, Moon and Earth, passing and aligning for a few hours. Only to show, we are not alone.

In football parlance, we’re the receiver (Earth), as the Sun tries to pass its warmth and light, but the Moon, for a duration, plays blocker. Voila. Just as in a diagram, aligned and not alone.

Whether it’s Mars or Venus, Kramer vs Kramer, in all fairness, all deserve a hearing. Given the division of labor, different assignment and alignment, each delivers different values, on the same team. All quiet on the Western front. At times, we relied on the Cook to carve the pig. Other times, a Comrade to carry us out of the muddy trench.

We’re survivors of that modern-day trauma.

A lot of pre-judging statement and very few pre-fab housing. More destruction, demonstration and demolition than construction. In case no one noticed, China has had a good peace-time run as builders: housing, road, infrastructure and raw materials. No wonder it craves for more: from IP to AI, from the silicon clean room to the hospital clean room.

Meanwhile, on the Western front, kids consume fentanyl, fantasizing on YouTube and other “truths”. No national dialogue, no constructive criticism, and since last week, taking on a Middle East fight right here on campus. I am for debate, for dialogue and dialectic. We grow as a result.

I fear apathy, antagonism, and just irrelevance. Everyone does and should. Relegated onto a year-round cruise ship (because to book it back-to-back is cheaper than living in a nursing home ). Then drifting, coasting and floating. Playing a symbolic role (blowing those birthday candles, multiple of them), matriarchal or patriarchal, on special occasion, before get sent back behind the Home’s reception desk and door.

Goodbye my senior relatives’ clarity. Goodbye Sun and Moon eclipse (til the next one). We’re all on the path and occasionally, cross-path like an eclipse. In all fairness, we each have a function to perform. Be it Bach or Beethoven. Just make those pearls, those goose’s eggs and beautiful stanzas. The world can use them all. Consume it all. Even those with audacity on YouTube, putting up an act, be it amateurish at that. (their function is to help contrasting quality vs quantity, treasure vs trash).

Then in all fairness, it will all be sorted out. In the server in the Cloud. By AI. By all. Please vote for me. Please pay me. Please deposit and do not withdraw.

By the next eclipse more skeletons will cry out in a desert where flowers still bloom.

In all fairness , we have progressed beyond our level of competency. Have consumed beyond our need and destroyed more than we built.

As there are limits to growth, there are also limits to regret. When the D words out-shadow every other positive and constructive ones. What do you expect, when on the news, of late, we only see demonstration, destruction and demolition. Try to explain that to a kid who is playing with his construction toys: canes, shovels and sand. Kid! the future is yours.