When I was a child there was always the implied promise that, with age, would come understanding. I remember my momma telling me: "You'll understand when you're grown and have kids of your own."
Daddy use to back her up. "Boy, when you're grown, you'll understand."
So I carried on with life, sure in the expectation that, at some future date in my ongoing maturity, all would be made clear to me.
Thus it is that I find myself, today, at the ripe old age of sixty-three and I still don't understand....don't get it...am in the dark. Now don't get me wrong, it is not the Natural world that confuses me. After all, Nature has a simple set of rules and if you follow those rules you will do okay. Animals are the same way. I never had a horse lie to me and once I learned their language, me and the horse rarely ever had any disagreements. Animals follow Nature's rules and so can be easily understood.
No, it's people that constantly confuse me and leave me scratching my head. There are so many things about Humans that I am no closer to understanding now at the age of sixty-three, than I was as a tow-headed boy of ten. It just doesn't seem fair.
Take for instance Christmas. I know what the holiday is supposed to be about. I understand that the holiday was lifted from Roman pagan holidays by the first Christian emperor of Rome in an effort to make the newly accepted religion more palatable to his pagan constituents. But, it is supposed to be about celebrating the birth of Christ so at what point did it become all about giving gifts?
I don't understand why, in the world today, you are likely judged more by your ability to bestow gifts upon loved ones on Christmas than any other aspect of your life. When did it become common for the depth of our love of family be judged by the price tag on a Christmas gift?
Something else I don't understand and that is people's incessant need to be constantly connected with each other. Today people have an almost pathological desire to own the latest cell phone, I-phone, E-reader, and I-gadget on the market so they can instantly dash of a communique to aunt Gertie or their BFF as to their day....minute by minute.
I must confess here that I DO own a cell phone. I haven't seen it in almost a year, but I own one. It stays in the truck...I think. My wife made me buy one when we moved to Mo. because I had a long commute back and forth to work and she worried that something might happen and I need help. Never needed it for that.
My brother once chided me for not answering his texts. "Kinda hard to do," I told him. "My land-line don't show those things." So it goes.
Note here to brother...If I want to write you a letter, I won't be using the phone to do it. That's like using a typewriter to make a phone call.
Folks, the simple hard truth is.....I DON'T want to be instantly accessible to everyone. I have no interest in being attached by an electronic umbilical cord to the rest of the world. The computer is bad enough and sometimes I have to just turn it off and walk away for awhile. So don't text me...I won't get it and if you call me and I don't answer that means I am out of the house and doing stuff...leave a message and I'll call you back.
So these are just a few things I don't understand and it looks as though momma and daddy lied to me cause I don't think I will ever live long enough to understand these and many other things. Of course that is why I blog here among really smart people. I am sure you guys have the answers to these questions and won't mind sharing them with a confused old country boy.