This just in: I can’t decide if life is supposed to be a tragedy or a comedy. Is it about the journey or the destination?
And mostly…Taco Bell or Popeye’s chicken.
Let’s start with the last issue first.
Normally, I’m a Popeye’s chicken guy above all else. Last week I splurged and bought a Family Pack which is enough calories to feed a college football team for about a week. Took me an hour to finish. At first, I thought I might not make it. I’d ordered two Family Size servings of rice and beans as my 2 sides. However, I forgot to get a fork or spoon. So, I’m sitting in my hotel room with no way to eat this. Then…my eyes landed on my plastic room key. Turns out, that worked pretty well. However, it would no longer unlock my door the next day. I actually complained to the front desk about that.
But wait…Taco Bell, sensing that it’s losing the battle for my favorite food, drew me to a Truckstop outside of Kansas City. I went in and realized I was in heaven. Side by side was a Taco Bell and a Dunkin Donuts. I quickly ordered one of everything on the Taco Bell menu and then, just to pass the time while my food was being prepared, sidestepped over to the Dunkin Donut counter and ordered one of everything that had something stuffed into its middle. I ate all of this during the next hour of driving; using my pants, shirt and steering wheel as napkins. It was wonderful.
I can talk about my bad food habits because compared to my dog, I’m a walking book of proper dining etiquette.
Of course, I’m referring to my Lab, Echo. She adheres to the following motto when it comes to food: “If it fits in my mouth, I can eat it. If it’s not food, I can always poop it out later.”
This is a dog that will eat her own poop. We have to make sure there is no poops in the yard before we let her out or else she’ll run out and spoil her dinner. Just the other day, I was talking with my wife on the phone. She said, “Uh, Oh.” When I asked what was going on, she replied, “I’m 15 minutes late feeding the dogs. Echo just went out back. I think she intends to poop herself an hors d’oeuvre.”
Next…Journey or Destination
I’ve always heard that “Life is a journey, not a destination.” I get this but…there is a part of me that thinks this was made up by someone that gave up on trying to accomplish something. Like, maybe its just a way of saying, “We should all get participation awards because we played the game.” Now, I have evidence that the “journey” may be right. I’m learning Chinese; on my own. I’ve been at it for about 3 months now. The other day I realized that I will never become fluent in Chinese. This perspective made me instantly think “I should stop wasting my time.” However, I really enjoy learning Chinese. I don’t know why but I like it. So, I continue the journey knowing with absolute certainty that I’ll never reach my destination. I’m fine with that.
And now for the tragedy…
Here is how I see our justice system at work.
Judge to Cop: “I see you shot an unarmed black man.”
Cop: “Yes, but he had a phone and I mistook it for a missile launcher.”
Judge: “Completely understandable. Still, you must be punished.”
Cop: “What! No fair! I was following the rules. It clearly states that if a black man has anything in his hand, I can shoot him until I run out of bullets.”
Judge: “Yes, but you got caught. Not getting caught is part of that very same regulation. So, I’m sentencing you to watch a 2-part video. Part 1 is titled – How to turn off your body camera before shooting an unarmed black man. Part 2 is titled – How to erase body camera footage if you forgot to turn off your body camera when you shot an unarmed black man.”
Cop: “No fair”
Judge: “Next case”
Lawyer: “Your honor, my client pleads guilt to bank fraud, tax evasion and about 16 other felonies that I won’t bother to list right now as I have a pollo match to attend shortly.”
Judge: “I understand. Let me ask you this – Is your client an unarmed black man?”
Lawyer: “No, he’s a wealthy white man.”
Judge: “Case dismissed.”
Time to save the world.
Up, up and away…