What REALLY matters?
Take a moment to sit and think, I mean really think about what REALLY matters to you.
I’m happy to wait
So what are you prepared to really go out on a limb for? Your job? Your family? Your art? Your beliefs?
I’ve seen a couple of things recently that have made me ponder on this.
Firstly I went with Mrs F to see the Mandela A Long Road to Freedom film. I thought it really good. It shows Mr Mandela a bit warts and all, he wasn’t the best of husbands to his first wife for example. Towards the end of his imprisonment he ignored the pleas of his ANC comrades and engaged in direct discussions with government representatives as he believed it the way to bring about change.
However the thing I walked away from was the sacrifice the man made. He lost 27 years of his life through standing up for what he believed was right. I wonder if he really did expect to be sentanced to death back at the Rivonia Trial in 1962? Did he hope to become a martyr to encourage a greater uprising? However we all remember his stance for peace and forgiveness once he was released, even though this cost him another marriage. You can’t blame Winnie, she had been herself appallingly treated at the hands of the regime and she wanted to channel that hatred but Mandela himself seemed able somehow to stand aside from that. Remarkable man. But look at that cost to himself.
The Voice – yes, yes another Saturday evening talent
exploitation discovery show. Well this year I’ve a little bit more interest in it. I refer you to this little post on my other (old) blog in December 2011… Jamie auditioned last Saturday night and got through, deciding to go with Kylie as a mentor. See… I told you so. Now I wish Jamie all the success in the world, but from being a guy sharing a bill with yours truly at the Nags Head in Rochester to national TV audiences in the millions, that is a hell of a leap in a few short minutes. I should have taken notes of how far the likes on his facebook page or followers on Twitter rocketed after Saturday. He will now be, even if only briefly, a celebrity. He’ll not be able to rock up at a gig in his yellow mini and shake hands with the punters at the bar. Already he’s been in the tabloid papers – what will his destiny be there?
Yes I’d love my music to provide me with an income so that could be what I do all day –
problem is problems are I’m too old, I’m a crap self-publicist, I’m nowhere good enough… ad infinitum… but one thing… I actually like being anonymous. I like living in a large town/city because I can be who I want to be without anyone knowing me. If you live in a tiny village, the idyll of English life where everyone knows everyone – yes some advantages to that but where I currently live I can go about my business without anyone noticing me let alone actually caring about it. Would I really want to give that up for the music? I just don’t know.
I’m not comparing being a musician or a celebrity on a reality show to being Nelson Mandela, clearly, but there is still a sense in me of sacrifice for something you are willing to place over other things in your life. Just made me wonder about what people would sacrifice?
There is one thing in my life that I’ve obviously sacrificed – alcohol. I plan not to drink any today and hope to continue on that basis for sometime to come. To many that sacrifice will seem banal, a “so what” moment. True enough if alcohol doesn’t matter to you you’d probably think to yourself “If someone outlawed it today I wouldn’t be fussed frankly”. However for me the reason that sacrifice was so great is that alcohol was my life, it was my comforter and life giver, my companion and lover, as well as my tormentor and gaoler. In the end for me the sacrifice of saying “no thanks”, “have you a soft drink?”, “Thanks for the invite but I’ll not come to the pub.” etc. I feel is a good one for me but perversely I can just as easily identify with someone who is today looking at that conundrum and saying “You know what? I’ll just take the booze option”. Honestly despite all my desire to not drink and stay sober I can still easily see that the booze option has validity for an alcoholic and that will never change for me. I have to make a commitment and a decision to stand by my sacrifice on a daily basis.
In other news… Daughter-of-Furtheron has passed her driving test… Yippeee… oh on the other hand… be afraid, be very afraid 😉