at any point, someone is always losing when viewed against the historical record.
we seem to be in touch with this historical record and clear minded on what it used to be vs. what it is now too. there seems to be no question about the way things used to be vs. the way they are now and what’s bad about that.
recently, in the sauna at the YMCA a man comes in and starts with the weather. “that snow last night. sure was windy huh?” the snow was a surprise and felt novel, so I indulged.
I see this guy around the Y a lot and he likes to chat people up. for him, the gym seems a social exercise as much as anything else. and I’m not judging. i’m here to do the least amount of exercise and then sip coffee while the kids are in childcare. our meta priorities are the same.
he says he’ll get a quick workout in and then head home to relax by the wood stove and watch whatever basketball or football is on. I mentioned that there were two NFL games on. i thought it was interesting they were playing on Saturday, so I mentioned it.
“is that your thing? the NFL?”
“No, not really. I’ve been watching college and NFL this year. just whatever’s on.”
we’d found the historical record of interest.
“tell you what, it just ain’t what it used to be is it? you got all these transfers happening and kids making a million dollars a year playing college ball.”
I give a few “uh-huh”s and follow his trail. i find there’s no conversation being had once the historical record is brought up. there is only getting on that train and seeing how fast they want to go.
“yeah,” I say, “the transfer portal is interesting.” more coal, please.
“yeah kids just don’t have the work ethic no more. you got a team like Arkansas, for example, and with the Waltons and the Clintons paying all that money into the program, kids just make a million bucks and don’t have any reason to be passionate about the game anymore.”
here was a split track: a mention of the Clintons presents either a left staying on “sports” track or a right into “politics” track. thankfully, we stayed left.
I give a few more uh-huhs. he gets up and leaves. no more coal in the furnace.
here’s the thing: he’s not wrong. things aren’t the way they used to be.
maybe though, that’s not because the humanity of the kids haven’t changed but because the incentives given to the kids, from the adults upstream - his generation - have changed.
things are always as good as they’ve ever been to those in their sweet spot - their salad days - and not the way they used to be to those further down the road.
I already do this. i already find things that aren’t the way they used to. “when i was a kid, we played xbox in the same room as each other just as much as we played online,” kinda statements.
here’s my theory on why we do this:
in short, i think it’s victimhood. it feels good to feel like something is against you.
but really, i think the World (“they things used to be") ends up moving on and forgetting about you. and that sort of sucks.
it has to. it must evolve - make room for more stories, new “way things used to be.”
and maybe, after all, the way things used to be wasn't the best (or most interesting) way.