Just when I thought things were looking fair in life...
This morning was great. Well, at least the first 3 hours of it. I woke up (apparently a little grumpy per Chi) and immediately greeted a bowl of Cocoa Puffs. Even better, I was watching the ESPN recap of the amazingly dominant Detroit Pistons win. I was happy.
I was thinking to myself that fairness was becoming vogue again. The Detroit Pistons, described best as a team (not a collection) of less known players beat out the smug and arrogant collection of stars called the LA Lakers. Why? Because they played basketball "the right way," with a cohesiveness, positivity, respect, and hustle not seen very often in this era of the star-centric sports (save the Patriots). They loved playing with each other. The Lakers just wanted to get it over with.
Furthermore, I felt that this loss might finally humble the spoiled (and very smug) LA fans who think that being an LA fan means being entitled to a title each year. One of my best friends, Terry, is a Laker fan. However, unlike most LA fans, he actually is humble and seems to realize that sometimes the Lakers are not as good as the other team. Most LA fans, on the other hand, seem to think that when the Lakers lose, its cause the officials blew the game or because the Lakers didn't try that night. They can never concede that the other team was better.
So when the Pistons won, I was happy.
So happy, in fact, I went out and got some Beef Chow Fun. For those that don't know, BCF is comfort food for me. I eat it when I'm happy. It just sounds happy. Say it - BEEF CHOW FUN. How can you not be happy?
Anyways, while eating my happy food, I came across a story on sfgate.com. Apparently a tow truck worker was working overtime to make some extra cash to help pay for his upcoming honeymoon. He was getting married this weekend. His family was in town and he was already wearing the wedding band. By all accounts, he was in love with his fiancee.
Nearing the end of his overtime shift, the tow truck worker was rigging a car in Oakland. Out of nowhere another man came up and, without any explanation (that has been discovered), murdered him.
How is this fair?
Instead of planning and enjoying a wedding, his family will be planning his funeral and attending his funeral this weekend.
Fairness is fleeting it seems. Religion bases its principles on convincing its followers that there is a fairness in the end. Whether it be a deserved heaven or a karma-driven nirvana, there is fairness. And for the most part, I've agreed. But cynicism gets the best of me more often with my age, and I am starting to believe that life is inherently unfair.
Those that do well are not those that espouse and practice fairness. Those that thrive are the ones who deal with unfairness most practically for their own benefit.
To me, that in itself seems unfair.
I was thinking to myself that fairness was becoming vogue again. The Detroit Pistons, described best as a team (not a collection) of less known players beat out the smug and arrogant collection of stars called the LA Lakers. Why? Because they played basketball "the right way," with a cohesiveness, positivity, respect, and hustle not seen very often in this era of the star-centric sports (save the Patriots). They loved playing with each other. The Lakers just wanted to get it over with.
Furthermore, I felt that this loss might finally humble the spoiled (and very smug) LA fans who think that being an LA fan means being entitled to a title each year. One of my best friends, Terry, is a Laker fan. However, unlike most LA fans, he actually is humble and seems to realize that sometimes the Lakers are not as good as the other team. Most LA fans, on the other hand, seem to think that when the Lakers lose, its cause the officials blew the game or because the Lakers didn't try that night. They can never concede that the other team was better.
So when the Pistons won, I was happy.
So happy, in fact, I went out and got some Beef Chow Fun. For those that don't know, BCF is comfort food for me. I eat it when I'm happy. It just sounds happy. Say it - BEEF CHOW FUN. How can you not be happy?
Anyways, while eating my happy food, I came across a story on sfgate.com. Apparently a tow truck worker was working overtime to make some extra cash to help pay for his upcoming honeymoon. He was getting married this weekend. His family was in town and he was already wearing the wedding band. By all accounts, he was in love with his fiancee.
Nearing the end of his overtime shift, the tow truck worker was rigging a car in Oakland. Out of nowhere another man came up and, without any explanation (that has been discovered), murdered him.
How is this fair?
Instead of planning and enjoying a wedding, his family will be planning his funeral and attending his funeral this weekend.
Fairness is fleeting it seems. Religion bases its principles on convincing its followers that there is a fairness in the end. Whether it be a deserved heaven or a karma-driven nirvana, there is fairness. And for the most part, I've agreed. But cynicism gets the best of me more often with my age, and I am starting to believe that life is inherently unfair.
Those that do well are not those that espouse and practice fairness. Those that thrive are the ones who deal with unfairness most practically for their own benefit.
To me, that in itself seems unfair.
posted by Richard at 1:20 PM
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