Friday, September 16, 2016
And as I imagined what it might be like to walk down Main Street and try to find a "nobody" to ask questions to, it occurred to me how impossible the task was. Except for the vain, no one walking alone when going to buy a bottle of milk ever thinks of him- or herself as "somebody." I'm just plain old me and you're just plain old you ....
Right up to the moment when someone asks for a preference or description of the life being led. Then, all of a sudden, everyone transforms from "nobody" into "somebody."
Trying to be a nobody is impossibly stupid: For those who already nobody, why try? And for those who already aren't ... well ... why try?
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I'm nobody important, but somebody with an opinion. lolReplyDelete
I am a nobody more than a nobody, when I have an opinion the National Organ Transplant Unit reminds me subtly that I have pledged all my organs for their laboratories. I have no Buddha potential, but technically or scientifically I have cadaver potential instead. My mother, the nobody of all nobodies, order that 'thy shall not (also) touch beef'.ReplyDelete