Energy returning in fits and starts so I’m adopting, temporarily, the advice given to those who’ve lost heart with cleaning house and home. ’Use the five minutes.’ As in: ”It takes five minutes to make a pot of tea or coffee; rather than stand around and wait, use that time to clear and wipe down your kitchen counter tops.”
Sound advice, that. Once you get over the urge to bop the pompous little git on the nose for his impudence.
So, while observing pomposity, I seem to be brewing up a little bit of pomposity myself. My writing group is much engaged by the problem of what it’ll take for humanity to adopt a world approach to the spectres of war, famine, and sickness. They seem to look for some kind of Hollywood solution to Armageddon, invasion by aliens, collision with some stellar body, cataclysmic climate change… you name it.
I don’t think my solution would appeal to Hollywood. It’s simply that, seems to me, we all, individually, carry Armageddon within us. It is expressed and given life by our every-day acts of carelessness, mild cruelty, and indifference. Not big actions, just the little things we do or don’t do to avoid ‘being involved’ with what is so easily described as ‘someone else’s problem’. So, use the five minutes it takes to be cruel, and use it to be kind, to improve the common state of us all.
A day without a small act of kindness is another day closer to Armageddon.
See. Told you it was pompous.
