Irony, paradox and impatience
Dear Sisters and brothers:
Recently I received a piece from a friend in Chicago which made
me realize how quickly I try to live my life. E-mail has provided an avenue for
me to continue becoming a very impatient man. I seem to scroll through
everything to merely get the 'just' of things and always move on, then press
I hope that you'll take the time to read this piece before pressing
One final note, all of this was triggered by a young man from Australia
who wrote to me to inquire about one of my poems. I have attached that piece
at the end and ask you if there's any connection between the first piece
entitled "The Paradox of Our Time" and "I am an Impatient Patient."
Tikh'al Utziil (Q'uiche, Mayan for "Sowing Peace),
Cesar A. Cruz- Teolol
The Paradox of our Time - by George Carlin
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but
shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but
have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less. We have bigger houses and smaller families;
more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more
knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more
medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too
little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up
too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too
much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a
living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years. We've
been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street
to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space.
We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the
air, but polluted the soul. We've split the atom, but not our prejudice. We
write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned
to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information
to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and
short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships. These are the
times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure, but less fun; more
kinds of food, but less nutrition. These are days of two incomes, but more divorce;
of fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers,
throw-away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do
everything from cheer to quiet, to kill.
It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the
stockroom; a time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time
when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.