This is when you know what you’re supposed to do.

April 6, 2010

It seems that almost everyone who feels like they belong somewhere (by that I mean in general, but a certain career in this context) has had a moment of reckoning. They have a epiphany where they realize all at once that this is where they belong. This is what they are meant to do in their life. This moment, this dream, is worth every single effort you have to put into to acheive it. It is for the better of mankind.

I had my reckoning today at pathfinders.

We were working on our citizenship badge, a badge we have been working on for a very long time and in almost every spare five minutes we had at meetings and such.

In this particular challenge, we had to describe our ideal society/community. There were three groups:

1. Tabitha and A.
Their community was environmentally-friendly (no one was allowed cars if you were able to walk somewhere) and loved animals.

2. K. and Lily
I’ve got to be honest, I wasn’t totally listening… But I get the impression that theirs was generally about equality, generally similar to what the average Ontario community is like, or at least looks like.

3. Olivia and Brianna and Alex (Me)
Equality in the EXTREMETIES. No polititians, there’s no need. No one should have to boss you around and tell you their opinion is better; that their way goes, it’s law whether you like it or not. Because people with the it’s-my-way-or-the-highway persona are the epitome of injustice.
No matter who you are, where you come from, how old you are, etc. EVERYONE gets a say. EVERYONE gets a say in the way things are run.
There is a set of laws that need to be there for those who have it in them to abuse the power of being free. (Hitler, for example, abused his power.) When they’ve abused that power, they no longer have equal say because they’ve proven they can’t handle it, or that their say is biased in some way.
If a law-abiding citizen wanted to change a law, they’d be listened to and heard out and I guess we’d have a vote if at first civil compromise or a little talking-it-through-with-all-parties-that-would-be-affected didn’t work out.

Olivia had to leave early so we were all standing in our little groups of two and had to sum up our ideal communities in a word or two. Group 1 said environmentally-friendly; Group 2 said equality; My group, Group 3, said “Anyone who has a voice gets a choice!” I swear it might be my political slogan one day. (Don’t steal it. I’m serious.)

After that explaination, our main pathfinder leader, Tigger (we had 2 there, one of them was the founder of our pathfinder unit who also used to be my next-door-neighbour for all years until second grade and the other is the main one that organizes events and calls people up on the phone) told us to walk over to which community we’d rather live in. (As in where that group was standing previous.) We weren’t allowed to pick our own.

So do you want to know the final verdict?

Everyone chose my group.

‘cept for me and Brianna (we weren’t allowed) as well as Tigger. We all were standing in Group 2’s community.

The founder of our pathfinder unit (we call her Mrs. P) was sitting down in a chair on the other side of the room, not wanting to vote.

Tigger asked why and Mrs. P said she was waiting to choose my group (“Alex’s group” she said) since I’d mentioned about equality for all ages. But then instead of saying the whole “if-they-break-the-law-they’re-not-allowed-the-same-say” thing, I said “extensive phsyco-analysis,” (sp?) since I tend to view people with the lack of moral capacity as truly insane.

I tried to explain further but then we went into our closing ceremony (singing Taps) and I didn’t get enough chance.
Once mostly everyone was gone or at least left the room, it was just Mrs. P and I packing up our stuff.

I then explained further what I meant and then she said about how she knows what I meant now and that it’s all in good fun. She said she truly thinks I have many great ideas and that she can really see the gears in my head turning.

“I think you’ll really go far in life.”

And those are the words I think have changed my life.

I told her “Thank you, that really means something to me.” And I gave her a hug and she said she was glad it meant something to me.

And she told me she hopes to be able to see me do great in the world. She said that Tigger and her really do see us pathfinders as if we were their own daughters without getting too mother-like because some things mothers are there for. (I hope that makes sense when I say it.)

I’m glad, and I left pathfinders with a happy feeling inside. As soon as I got home I sat down to write this entry because I want to look back on it years from now and remember this.

I’m going to go far in life.

🙂

Alex Violet

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4 Responses to “This is when you know what you’re supposed to do.”

  1. eccentricartist2010 Says:

    The community you came up with sounds just like the Venus Project and Zeitgeist Addendum. Have you heard of those? Anyway, I would’ve picked your group. I hate politicians, to me it’s just a stupid job where you get paid to be retarded.

    • Alex Says:

      I haven’t heard of those.
      The main meaning I was trying to get accross with my community is that everyone should get just as much say as the next guy, no matter if he’d been president/prime minister for the last ten years or what. Because sometimes a kid can see things with better eyes than a polititian who’s seen enough to make him confused.
      I sort of want to be a polititian one day just because I feel I really could change the stereotype, especially if I was any kind of successful. And really, I’ve met a couple polititians and they aren’t bad. In fact I really think they belong running their part of the nation, if not more. Last semester my civics class had three guest speakers (one representing municipal, another provincial and the other federal) come in to explain what they and their political party stood for.
      They all seemed very reasonable except for the one working at federal level, who’d said things like those who didn’t vote basically shouldn’t be Canadians. I want to get into government because if I’m going to have a problem with something a polititian says, then I might as well do something about it. (AKA change it.)

      • eccentricartist2010 Says:

        To me, politics is just drivel nowadays, especially here in the United States. I’m sure they are decent men and mean no harm but it’s their position and characterization that they represent that bothers me. You don’t need to be a politician to know how things work.

        Honestly I don’t think we really need the kind of politicians that are present today. We shouldn’t be restrained by regulations that can get out of hand. Politics has been around a long time but things can’t last forever. My definition of a politician are doctors, firemen, artists, scientists, engineers, architects, and farmers. Those are the ones we should tend to instead the current politicians are above them and exercise authority. For example, they create regulations and rules that the true workers know about that the politicians don’t know but they have to follow them or else.

        For me, if there is to be politics, it would have to be redefined completely. If you ask a politician today to design and run a fully operating space program, they can’t answer. If you ask they how to design a better and more efficient architectural building with minimal risks, they don’t know. The words might be the same (government, politics, state, etc.) but the definition would have to be changed to be better suited for us if we are to prevail as a transcending species. ….

        …But that’s just me.

        • Alex Says:

          I agree with you, and as I said in my blog post, there’s pretty much no need for polititians as far as I can see.

          All I’m trying to say is that if I were a polititian, I would do my very best to make sure that every voice is heard and treated as just as valuable as a polititian’s opinion, so long as there’s reason behind it. (I’d really push for equality.)


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