I used an awkward analogy last night. Something about the ultimate relationship between a man and a woman and the struggle for dominance between the two. The man, in this analogy as originally told, is one of many starving villagers and the woman is a UN troop deployed to provide aid. She knows what he wants, she knows what he needs, but most importantly she knows she has control over the outcome of his wants and needs. Of course, the roles could be reversed. This isn't a gender specific analogy.
Sometimes I wonder about the profundity and at the same time, the silliness of it all. As a species we seem to be hardwired to crave attention, to the point that even negative attention is better than nothing at all. And the more attractive the person giving us attention the better. Even when everyone else is seemingly after the same thing, we throw ourselves at such a pursuit. But to be a recipient is to be chosen, and having that choice is power. Why choose to empower others?
Of course, if anyone could be the troop, almost everyone would choose to do so. However, if no one wants what you've got to offer, lines will be short. Might even be standing around for months if not years before someone notices. And it hit me, while pondering all of this, that I'm in that crowd. Starving. Except I can't see what it is that I'm in line for.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
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