Have you ever asked why the world works the way that is does? Why does is seem to function in all the wrong ways? Do you just feel like you don’t belong?
Well, you are not alone.
I’ve always considered myself the weird one. The odd ball. The black sheep. I hung out with the outcasts and outlaws and never once desired to live a normal life.
To me, I always see ways in which the system can be better. I treat people like they are real and that they matter. I dream of a day when people not only love their jobs but love their employers.
The world around me says I am asking too much. That people don’t matter, only production does. Yet, everything I know about business and how it functions is through it’s people. You need entire teams of people to run a multimillion-dollar company; accounting and HR departments, process and people management, your production staff, in addition to maintenance/grounds keepers, and any other specialized group of people the business needs. A business cannot be successful without the people that keep it running, yet why are we treated like machinery sold to you by a dealer or cows you buy at auction?
And don’t even get me started on public high schools – they are just the cattle groomers.
But in the depths of my heart, I honestly believe this expectation of our employers and the way business is done will change. I believe society will change. I believe that younger generations feel the same way that I do, and also see that the system is flawed for no other reason than it was created to be that way. Education and business practices have barely even evolved in comparison to technology, information, and awareness of social and ethical issues.
I mean we are talking about a world suffering from climate change (whether it was caused by human activity or not – the fucking climate is changing), an opioid crisis, a drug and alcohol addiction, a youth suicide crisis, and a job satisfaction rate so low that society has succumbed to a miserable existence. And it’s not even like the “rich” have it any better. They land in some of the categories listed above too.
So why? Why is everything so wrong with the world? Why do we preach one thing but do another? When is society going to move on from its primitive ways and start doing things because they can – not because they have to? When will people start helping each other and showing compassion for our neighbors?
I could go on all day with questions of when, why, and where; but what’s the point?
Am I beaten down? A little. Am I defeated? Not even a little bit. I will get knocked down 100x over again, but in order to get knocked down, I have to get back up again. If there is one skill in life that I intend to cultivate it will be the ability to start again. Things are only final when I say they are. I until the day I die, I will soldier on.