While at a local park, I observed children excitedly engaged in a regular race of running to the finish line, and it couldn’t have been more enjoyable, until the race ended.
See, in competition where placement is a factor, there will always be a winner, but those who placed anything other than first, sadly, will be a loser. Of those losers, one will emerge above the rest as an appointed almost-alpha, simply because no one lost ahead of them. That alpha becomes the No. 1 loser (otherwise known as the silver but, hey, this ain’t the Olympics). When asked who the No. 1 loser was, a 9-year-old contestant responded with the name Donald Trump.
Now, while we’re all laughing, applauding and reveling in our morally superior repletion, substitute the child’s response with Hillary Clinton or even Bernie Sanders. At this point, I can confidently presume many of you have stopped laughing, ceased your celebration and are quite possibly seething with contempt.
If so, you have successfully demonstrated that, even in the light of humor, personal proclivity will supercede equality. Which, in itself and at this point, should be obvious is unequal.
I desire the dear reader to deeply explore this premise, absorbing the many implications it insinuates, to an eventual realization that transcends petty politics. Aside from devastating the mass delusions of verisimilitude and atrocious achievements of chicanery, it is my hope that this demonstration displays the dichotomy of what equality is and what we want it to be.
I want to thank you all for your participation in this social experiment … but I won’t.
Nathan Bourbeau
Greenfield