When Fate Intervenes…..

“Pencil It Under Not Happening”

The desire for relief is arguably most pronounced among professionals who work in face-time-intensive industries like law, the media, public relations or sales — really any industry where the reigning ethic seems to be network-or-perish, said Dr. Edward M. Hallowell, a psychiatrist in Sudbury, Mass., and the author of “CrazyBusy: Overstretched, Overbooked, and About to Snap!” (Ballantine, 2006).
“With cellphones and BlackBerries, people are too reachable,” Dr. Hallowell said. “We sign up for too much. So when fate intervenes, it’s better than found money. It’s found time.”

Williams, Alex. “Pencil It Under Not Happening.” The New York Times. 18 June 2006. http://www.nytimes.com/2006/06/18/fashion/sundaystyles/18cancel.html.

That last line just caught me. The idea that fate must intervene in order to ease the stress of one’s too booked schedule is truly insane. Why is it taken as acceptable that this is the state of modern life (if one wants to be successful and highly compensated for work)?

Instead of questioning the state of things this New York Times article focuses on how people are dealing with their overwhelming and over-scheduled lives. Instead of being an active participant in their lives they hope and wait for someone- anyone- to cancel on them; be it a business luncheon or dinner with a close friend- it is a gift when someone cancels- it is a “gift of time.”

Is time not something that people could afford to gift themselves? Being that I am not a highly compensated individual who is overly book and constantly running to the next appointment it may just be that I don’t understand the demands of modern life. But truly I must ask the question, “Is this a life that is worth living?” What possible compensation could be enough to make this state of affairs acceptable- nay, not just acceptable, to be termed success?!@#!

I do not understand and frankly I don’t want to.

if everything happens that can't be done

if everything happens that can’t be done
(and anything’s righter
than books
could plan)
the stupidest teacher will almost guess
(with a run
around we go yes)
there’s nothing as something as one

one hasn’t a why or because or although
(and buds know better
than books
don’t grow)
one’s anything old being everything new
(with a what
around we go who)
one’s everyanything so

so world is a leaf is a tree is a bough
(and birds sing sweeter
than books
tell how)
so here is away and so your is a my
(with a down
around again fly)
forever was never till now

now i love you and you love me
(and books are shutter
than books
can be)
and deep in the high that does nothing but fall
(with a shout
around we go all)
there’s somebody calling who’s we

we’re everything brighter than even the sun
(we’re everything greater
than books

might mean)

we’re everyanything more than believe

(with a spin


alive we’re alive)

we’re wonderful one times one

–e.e. cummings