myriad petty unsexy ways

I have recently read and reread David Foster Wallace’s lovely little book This Is Water, which was an occasional address to a Graduation event at Kenyon College in 2005.  It is a cracker, and while we are running a million miles an hour Wallace maps out (in his own elliptical way) what the score really is:

the world will not discourage you from operating on your default settings, because the world of men and money and power hums along quite nicely on the fuel of fear and contempt and frustration and craving and the worship of self. Our own present culture has harnessed these forces in ways that have yielded extraordinary wealth and comfort and personal freedom. The freedom to be lords of our own tiny skull-sized kingdoms, alone at the centre of all creation. This kind of freedom has much to recommend it. But there are all different kinds of freedom, and the kind that is most precious you will not hear much talked about in the great outside world of winning and achieving and displaying. The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and discipline, and effort, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them, over and over, in myriad petty little unsexy ways, every day. That is real freedom. The alternative is unconsciousness, the default setting, the “rat race” – the constant gnawing sense of having had and lost some infinite thing.”

And that’s the crux of the matter, to really live a life you’ve got to give it to others.

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A rather too quiet fellow of little reknown.
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