Presidential terms last four years. Our life expectancy, used to be much less, now stands in the mid-70’s depends on the air quality near you. It’s an allotment. Non-negotiable. Except for a few variables e.g.unique gene pool, diet, exercise, stress level and accidents.
Some people even wish they were dead. If you drag on day in and day out pushing the shopping cart, full of discarded possession, then heck, yes, you should.
I don’t expect our leaders to solve every problem . They got 9/11 memorial to attend to, reelection or election speech to give, and negative ads to launch.
But then, the homeless men and the presidential candidates both have on hand only a few decades left to influence the course of history and to deflect deadly and detrimental trajectories e.g. healthier school lunches, smarter curricula, wasted talent (where would Bill Gates be today had someone not allowed him to practice programming skills at night in a computer lab).
Time is evil.
Rich men and poor men.
Strong men and weak men.
Faithful men and flirty men.
All got only that long to live, to learn and yes, to regret.
It’s part of the package: to err is human.
Those who risked nothing, gained nothing.
Money can be borrowed (especially today, when banks are pushing for it, but not without conditions) but time cannot.
The 80/20 rule shows us there are times when we feel and actually are more productive.
Athletes know about and leverage their peak time performance.
Just don’t wish to live on forever, as the joke goes ” a man wished he could live on forever. So God turned him into a tree”.
Plan your funeral ahead, preferably with standing room only. Work backward from there and cross out that check list, one by one (gotta see Paris for example).
You will laugh and cry, and beat yourself for not seeing the elephant in the room, or the Emperor without clothes.
It’s the spirit of the times. We have all been willfully blind when inside the bubble (Tulip? Railroad? Internet? Housing?).
The nail that sticks up gets hammered down.
Might as well. Because to him ,with hammer in hand, everything looks like nails.
When you get hammered down, don’t stay down. Gabby did not. She got back onto the platform, and not just any platform, but the DNC platform. Her time has yet to be over. So has ours. Stand up and stand your ground.