Knocked together on Friday while waiting for my best mate Kev, in what used to be called Heavenly Cafe in Templebar Square…

If you wanna make God laugh, tell him your plans. Dunno who first said that, but fuck me was that guy on to something. Or girl, for that matter. It always seems to be the case that just as you’ve got a handle on a situation, just as the future is beginning to look a little clearer, just as all the pieces of the puzzle seem to be falling into place, you get whacked by a curveball you could not possibly have seen coming.

It’s a fuckin’ pisser, is what it is.

Of course you get those who smugly say, “That’s when the wheat gets sorted from the chaff.” Fuck those people. Yeah, so you have to adapt to changing situations. Yeah, so you gotta roll with the punches and think on your feet. Yeah, so nothing is ever as simple as you want it to be. I get that. Does it have to constantly shit all over your parade though?

“Count your blessings”, they say. “Every cloud has a silver lining”, they say. “Everything happens for a reason”, they say. Give over. There is no rhyme or reason to the clusterfuck of events that make up life. Don’t wreck your own head searching for the meaning behind it all. Don’t even get me started on ‘Karma’ – what sort of karma is there for the billions of people living in near-perpetual poverty? What sort of karmic imbalance does their suffering redress? “This too shall pass.” Not for them it fucking won’t.

Anyway. In response to the random, or seemingly random, crap that existence hurls in your general direction, there are only two choices; acceptance, or resistance. Passivity, or struggle. You either give in to the vicissitudes of fate, to the realities of your circumstances, or fling yourself headlong into a thankless battle to change them, an inexorable fight to assert yourself on the world around you.

I know which one I’m gonna opt for.

Time to go unfuck some complications. Wish me luck.

Solidarity brothers & sisters… ☆

About Seba Roux

Gooner, Socialist, Historian, Slacker. That's pretty much all you need to know.
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