When I talk about
time as an erosion of false truths, it relates to a larger "quest for conflict." Negroes might call it "
beef." David Mamet might call it "
drama." Whatever name you give it in your cellphone, it appears to be a fundamental part of the
human condition (everybody raise the "W" in the air for that wiki knowledge son. In the '06, you don't need a brain, all you need is an internet connection.).
See my family, friends, lovers, enemies,
blog-commenters, all look the same in my
portfolio. My relationships have a formula: R=Time(x). Relationship equal time invested (times) X. Where x = the person. And while I enjoy the quirky facade of social deviance that boiling your relationships down to a formula provides me, it's not really that complicated; your relationship with a person is a function of the time you spend with them. So if you spend no time with your mother, it doesn't matter that she's your "mother," you still have essentially the same relationship with her as that person you play
eye-tag with on the train to work. And the best friend you talk to every day is more "family" than either of them.
The trick, however, is that "time" is not measured in seconds, minutes, decades. It is measured via experience, through learning, through an "erosion of false truths," through conflict. Conflict is the glue, the flour, the franchise player, the daily special/soup-du-jour of a relationship. Without conflict we stagnate. It is through beef that we facilitate change. It is through drama we facilitate growth? (it might be counter-intuitive to suggest all change = growth, change can be negative - cancer, bankruptcy, being abandoned by your parents, alzheimer's, these things may be a product of change, but wouldn't typically represent "growth." But that's just imposing a morality. Maybe cancer can be growth/positive? Morality is not under scrutiny today though, so I'll just keep the "change-as-growth" idea as a question for now.)
We may initially bond with people due to shared sensibilities and common interests, but the relationship itself is formed by finding out the differences. After all when two people connect, the only thing you can really take for granted is that there are two different people involved, so MAYBE you will agree on some things, but you DEFINITELY know you won't on others. No one is the same, right? So it makes sense that ferreting out the nature of those differences, and what it means to each party is most important. I may meet some guys on Sunday watching football, but if they don't get down with
punching little girls in the face Mon-Fri, then that may be where the relationship ends. Because, you know, that's a big part of my life.
So we find out these differences, and thus the nature of our relationships through conflict. You beef, and the relationship either develops from there, or it doesn't. And each episode of "Beef" could be seen as a measurement of time. Maybe time, and subsequently change, isn't constant. It is episodic. Kind of like how some people remain in stasis until they see the next episode of Entourage, or Lost, or The Wire. Our relationships, and subsequently us, remain in stasis until these many big and small episodes of conflict occur. If you have a new friend, and you meet three times a week, have a couple drinks, but keep everything friendly and polite, the relationship won't grow, no matter how often you meet. The person will always be "this guy I have drinks with," until you reveal that you think they have bad breath, and a certain awkwardness around women. Then you have the foundation for some conflict, and a need for a new drinking buddy. Or maybe, just maybe, a new friendship after he explains his medical condition, and how he's a late bloomer who never talked to girls until late last year.
I blame Judeo-Christian morality values for a lot of things. And this is another one. I think we fear conflict because we've learned that being nice to people and polite is what constitutes a relationship, and more importantly, gets you into that VIP Club Heaven when you die. Conflict = war = [d]evil = no entrance.
I understand the golden rule. We don’t want to hurt people. No one deserves to be cast out from the pack. There’s a place in the sun for everyone. And conflict is often complicated. It’s difficult to clash, and still feel there can be a healthy relationship post-beef. So it’s safer to be nice. Don’t hurt the feelings, and no need to worry, and we all move on ... to the people we can beef with.
It's also a product of feeling comfortable with the status-quo. You beef to facilitate change, and if everything's all good, then there's no need to seek out conflict, even if everyone knows it's there. This might be why the average negro in America has a stronger "will to beef" than the average caucasian. All the fuel for independent or underground artists/agents of change. The premise for all "safe" mainstream media - tv, movies, music, magazines, etc - is that there is no need to rock the boat, so they suppress stories/ideas that are too provocative. Even though stories of conflict are always the most entertaining. You can take any two celebrities, or politicians, or institutions, or whatever and put FEUD between them and the story is immediately compelling. Reality shows have prospered because they know how to showcase conflict. But somehow in our day-to-day conflict still comes off as a monster. I say conflict needs a new PR person.
Because conflict isn't bad, but how we handle it is sometimes questionable. Thus when we want to break off a relationship with someone we have to decide if we can handle honest communication or, more likely, revert to evasive "
slow fade" techniques.
But the slow fade is dishonest. And pain is not what conflict and beef is about. Conflict is about the aftermath. What screenwriters might call the "inciting incident" doesn’t matter. Conflict makes one aware that honesty is a means to an end. It does not exist in and of itself. You have your truth, and I have mine, and it works on behalf of our own agenda.
Hmmm, I feel I'm starting to push the envelope for digestible length in a blog-post.
OK TAN, SO WHAT'S THE POINT?
The point is if we acknowledge quibbles, debates, disagreements, wars, [a]war[d]s(?), politics, sports, and silent treatments as key ingredients to a healthy and happy life, then ....
I don't know. But knowing is half the battle. And sharing is caring.
Oh and also, we examine something we hold to be true, challenge it, and find something truer. This is how we learn. And in that process is the passage of real time. In the challenge. And without the challenge, the conflict, time stands still.
Avis Yarborough put me in the Blog Spotlight for Associated Content. And one thing's for certain, I sure know how to ramble.
What the six-million-dollar man cops for his boo on their wedding day.
The aptly named Joe Bastardi, the long-term weather forecaster for accuweather.com predicts:
The Year in TAN, Review of Black.White., and other delicious items soon come. But it's a hectic beginning of the week, so for now we just take a direct feed from my always-entertaining inbox:
Speaking of anal [retentive], this was slipped in the remainders on Gawker. As Jess noted, the lede is irresistible:
The NY Sun does a little profile on some philosophy fan clubs, some of whom are celebrating the birthday of your father and mine, Friedrich Nietzsche, this Friday. I'm all aboard on Train Zarathustra, and as a blogger I know it is my duty to party like it's year 1999 in the Eternal Recurrence. But even the most depressed of existentialists has to chuckle at the "rock on" language in this party invitation:
Another solid week for picks in the NFL, only 4 losses in 14 games, Buffalo (bears keep smacking me up for doubting), Jets, Steelers (Rivers keeps smacking me for doubting), Ravens. An interesting push week, with a few games finishing right at the line - Rams/Pack, Pats/Dolphins, Carolina/Cleveland.
18-12 so far. Week 5 coming up.
I was never a math person, but if over half of America confesses to re-gifting, doesn't that mean only 25% of the gifts in America are things people might actually want or use?
A great piece of news for the "Legalize Marijuana" street team, apparently there's new research that smoking the wacky tobaccy can help you be a little less wacky if you happen to have Alzheimer's.
Veteran New Yorkers have long known about the unofficial "Mason-Dixon line" at 96th St. on the east side (on the west side, aka Columbiaville, the cutoff comes around 125th).
Dragon asks a good question, how many roaches until you "have roaches?"
When I talk about time as an erosion of false truths, it relates to a larger "quest for conflict." Negroes might call it "beef." David Mamet might call it "drama." Whatever name you give it in your cellphone, it appears to be a fundamental part of the human condition (everybody raise the "W" in the air for that wiki knowledge son. In the '06, you don't need a brain, all you need is an internet connection.).
I think I'm going to start previewing content for the week on Sunday or Monday. This will keep me focused on a few things for each week, instead of my mind drifting everywhichway as is the norm. It also gives me a post when I don't have said content prepared for Sun. or Mon.
