Tuesday, January 17, 2012

I Wish I May, I Wish I Might ...

Warmer today, then clouds rolling in, much warmer and drizzling.
The reason I try to start with the weather is that weather affects moods. It can really swing you around, or it can be quite subtle. But weather changes do affect our emotional states and mental outlooks. If you read some of my archive, you'll spot some of my own meteorological mood swings.
(Watched pro football late afternoon and evening, and really enjoyed it. But I was rooting for New England because I wanted to see a traditional match-up for the Super Bowl and was disappointed. That may have more to do with a downbeat mood now than just the rain coming in. In other words, many factors influence mood, not just weather.)
I think a case could be made for anger, but really, I think envy is worse. I don't necessarily mean in a "seven deadly sins" kind of way (a new commercial for a phone that flips into a handheld computer uses the seven deadly sins to hilarious effect), but in terms of how you feel about yourself and how you relate to the world around you.
Anger is bad, no doubt about it, and trying not to get angry in This Modern World is almost like trying not to think of a cow (mine's always Holstein, for some reason). Envy is much worse these days, in my opinion, because so much energy is directed toward it, and it's a complete waste of human potential. How so? If you are going around envious all the time, or even some of the time, you are directing your attention away from what you already possess, and toward what you don't. This is bad, because you may possess finer things in reality than the object of your envy does but not realize it. Worse, you may be ignoring potential value in what you already have that you could be developing, instead of chasing after something or someone that you think you want. And worst (I think), you may become consumed with creating envy in the eyes of others, that is, making yourself the object of others' envy as much as possible. At that point, you've become another Paris Hilton. (At least, that's Ms Hilton's image in the public eye. She may have other motives that are better, but if so, she seems to be good at hiding them.)
What's wrong with becoming the object of everyone's envy -- or at least trying to? If you take my aforementioned premise regarding intrinsic value, you can see why. Working to become the object of envy not only ignores intrinsic value (in other words, value that you already possess), it destroys it. You have become so shallow and obsessed with others' opinions at that point, you have nothing else to offer anyone. You can only offer whatever you can think of that will promote envy. Usually, those are only appearances.
I am guilty. OK, when I'm walking downtown, I always stop and look at the latest Carreras and Kompressors parked on the street. I don't just look, my head whips and, as I stare while walking slowly past, I imagine what it must be like to be able to get in one and turn the key (legally, of course). Then, I realize I could never (as far as I know) even afford the insurance on a car like that, much less the payments and maintenance (the latter, by the way, is steep). I'm getting better: I actually envied a late-model (but newer, nicer color and trim line) of the modest compact sedan I own now. That was as late as last week!
I used to envy other guys' girlfriends. That was when I was a lot younger. I don't now. I love to look at beautiful women (who doesn't?), but I guess age has taken away that envy edge for good. So, I can't claim the "getting better" on that score, just the "getting older."
(mercurius_21 is a little self-deceptive on this issue: he's merely wistfully envious, at this point in life. Also, he refuses to admit his own computer envy: that's why he found the commercial mentioned above so funny.)
But just because I'm as guilty as anyone doesn't negate my point. I think it makes it all the more true, in fact. There clearly is no point in envying anyone's anything. What you already have, or may possess right around the corner, may be better -- better for you or just better, period. To me, self-respect is the "greatest love of all" (there's a gospel version of the song out there that predates Whitney's by some years -- I heard it on the radio on a business trip circa 1986). The very modest amount of self-respect I've managed to acquire (largely through adversity, by the way) leads me to assure you it is the most valuable thing you can possibly possess. It's hard to describe self-respect -- it is related to confidence, but that's not it, really. It's not self-love, in the typical egocentric definition, anyway. And it's not obviously not pride, which is (we're told) the deadliest sin of the seven. But I can tell you how to begin acquiring this most valuable of possessions: you cannot earn respect until you give it. Until you begin to respect others, you will get no respect for yourself. The more you respect abstract virtues like love and compassion in others, the more you will respect them in yourself. The more you respect what's good in its own right, the more you will respect your own essential goodness.
The key that unlocks this treasure trove? Ask yourself this: How can any of us say we own any of these things? If we are endowed with our very lives, then we own nothing at all.

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*The “gospel” version mercurius-21 mentions is actually by jazz great George Benson. I heard it listening to a small gospel radio station in Midlands South Carolina on his way to Myrtle Beach at the time mentioned, but I did not hear the announcer credit the singer. I ran across the actual credit last year.


LJ orig.:  01/21/07

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