an ode to
in a world
where every man (and woman) writes, paints, acts, sings, plays the
photographer or travels, speaks exotic languages, or has an internet
or treks across
extreme sports like free fall or lines up to climb everest
or attempts a
fatal fall on mont blanc
or rows across
how in god's
name do you stand out!
more to the
point why stand out?
several few possibilities but most are comparable to spitting to the
as each nation
wants its rocket, its bomb, its unique culture, son exception
its lot of
champions and gold medals, its nobel prize winner, its pope, its oscar,
its davis cup,
its world cup
then there is
the bigger car, a second car, a bigger house, a better job, more money,
the latest tv, the most powerful pc, the most exotic holiday...
each has become
an expert, a specialist with inside information, the best contacts and
friends in the know.
marriage producing the most intelligent offspring, first in the class,
the best degree, headhunted by prestigious firms, having the most
important job, the highest wage, his or her future spouse from the best
family, an expensive wedding in the best restaurant...
changed…the world has moved on…another millennium
once a man with
a microphone could change the world,
a few centuries
before that man invented print bringing books to the few who could read
and rich enough to own them,
once a man with
a small sailing boat could discover a continent and defeat an empire.
what is this
desire to stand out, be different, this dissatisfaction, what purpose
does it serve? each running after the same goal, each trying to be
different and ending up the same!
ordinary, the normal, to be better, to want more...and more
success...the most cherished value of man