I’m sure some of you’ll remember my bashing of those kids who fervently trust that “you only live once” (YOLO), mostly to feed their desire for reckless pursuits? You remember me saying the consequence is that “you’re (eventually) on your own” (YOYO)?
Well,
I think I was wrong! I only needed to urge them to show moderation, not
absolute abstinence and here’s why:
I
don’t know what I feel about reincarnation, but I definitely know that no human
is a cat; you only get one life to live, and it comes in phases. So, as you
evolve, if you choose to skip that phase where it was okay to enjoy and amuse
yourself with your peers, you may be able to relive it, but usually at the
worst time possible.
I
know… growing up, rather than get our work-play balance right at that phase,
and possibly have the better of both worlds, we are taught that being assiduous
in the pursuit of things that society finds uninteresting is the only way we
can increase our chances of becoming successful, and an even merrier
ever-after.
Yet
we wonder why our former president loved toys (gadgets), or why the most insane
birthday parties are hardly hosted by 21 or 18yos, but political and government
figures, or why our “workchops” don’t leave leftovers and it is junk food, or
why some disciplinarian who no way in hell would let me get his daughter a
phone, can gift a girlfriend his daughter’s age, a Mercedes.
But
I better put a brake on my fingers before I spill the beans about myself, like
that notorious burglar that everyone spoke for, saying: “no, this isn’t his MO;
not him this time.” Well, perhaps because of that, the idiot felt at ease to
post pictures of himself on Instagram, with the stolen stuff.
