Get off the ride, turn off your phone (or throw it into the ocean), reject the drumbeat of social media, and restore a sense of peace, pace and perspective to your life.
The Buddha once said, “I am not the moon. I am just a finger pointing to the moon.” There is deep wisdom in that. We ought not to get distracted by the finger, what color it is, if its nails are painted, if it holds a reefer, or if its skin is mottled with age spots. Let’s keep our eyes on the prize, and the shared vision of where we want to be in 1000 years. That’s perspective. Then let us set an achievable pace for getting there.
Trump was elected in a wayward sexual revolution, not just a political one. Forward-thinking people, both male and female, are scrambling to figure out how a healthy man should show up in a rapidly changing 21st-century world, a world where men have precious few good role models to follow.
Imagine how it felt to be Vincent Van Gogh back then…taking risks with only his brother and a few other rogues to encourage him. Imagine putting your stuff out there, time and time again, with only one Facebook follower, and one like. Imagine his moments of despair and loneliness.
Ocasio-Cortez’s myopia is a symptom of ageism, and she needs to be called out for it, just as quickly, and with the same conviction, as if she denigrated another human because of their skin color or gender. It’s flat out unacceptable.