Does complacency equate to surrender?
I must admit that your seemingly straightforward query presented quite the stumper for me. After several unsuccessful attempts at answering your question as posed, I realized that I view this problem in reverse, asking instead, “Does ambition equate to surrender?” since the world at large seems determined to dutifully fulfill their “societal obligations”, probably owing to the fact that a willful lack of ambition is what’s truly anathema in our collective finger-wagging discourse. Or, if you prefer, the reworked question could be phrased: “Do you have the balls to do nothing?”
Apparently, I do, because I managed to avoid working a single day in 2019.
Every year, I buy a new wall calendar to hang in the kitchen. Last year, appropriately enough, it was this:
This year, I realized that if I’m to suspend disbelief and embrace the humanity in my DNA enough to enjoy the new year in ways that go beyond bong hits and iCarly marathons, a different type of wall calendar message for me to superstitiously consult would be in order. I settled on Rick & Morty, but as soon as I opened it and hung it on the wall, I saw January’s message of surprising and hopefully prescient profundity:
And that’s really it, isn’t it? When we know nothing matters, which we of course do, then The Universe is ours.
Can’t wait to see what you choose to do with it, ‘Mole.
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