Weird, I didn’t even notice that I’d made it to 300 posts yesterday. Huzzah. That’s a milestone of some significance, right? Looking back over my post history so much of it is mindless fluff and, perhaps surprisingly, I’m okay with that. I actually think it’s a good thing that mostly I’m talking about the banal, silly, boring things that happen to me and whatever insipid thoughts I happen to have on that day. People, geeks in particular, tend to live in a Real World- thanks to the ease of modern entertainment- that is in no way reflective of the real world. We expect bullet wounds to be instantly fatal, cars to explode when they’re hit, and the loves of our lives to cancel their trip to Paris (because of course it has to be Paris) and meet as as we’re walking out the door and confess their undying and eternal affection for us. That’s what we think of as The Real World.
But here in the real world? Getting shot isn’t nearly as lethal as you think. Cars tend to not explode, they’re designed not to. Your love isn’t going to meet you as you just to happen to walk out your front door, and especially not if they have a wonderful job in Paris lined up. Most likely you’ll take your dog out to shit, sigh at the empty hole in your life, go inside, eat way too much ice-cream and pass out while watching another movie that reinforces all these ridiculous notions you think about the real world.
So what’s wrong with being banal and boring? Life is banal and boring. Not that everything is always banal and boring, farm from it, but people forget that life isn’t like the reality we experience in all of our media. There aren’t wars for kingdoms every few years, there isn’t an alien threat to be thwarted by a stalwart band of heroes, there isn’t a spy lurking in the municipal water supply waiting to kill us all. Because you know what? In all those scenarios you’d probably just be one of the shmucks who gets killed in crossfire. Taking joy in the moments of awe and happiness is what makes the banality worth it, being able to say “I ate a peach today” and have someone else out there go “Fuck yeah, Peaches!” is banal but so incredibly human.
I’d rather live in the world where I can get excited with strangers about how amazing peaches are, than the world where everyone is a cliche of a human, and death and despair (sometimes literally) rained from the sky.
Here’s to 300 more posts of wonderful banality.