— E.B. White
Leaning on mutual experiences, writers often neglect to describe what's most vivid to them, because those things are usually trivial, ephemeral, and even embarrassing:
The blueberry and lemon pie that was baked in an Amish woman's kitchen. It remined me why humans have 10,000 separate taste buds.
The emerald-tinged background a Zoom caller used. It made her appear mighty and powerful, like a female Wizard of Oz.
The $300 check the state mailed to my house. It was a "gift" to help pay for gasoline. Delaware has more idle cash than Elon Musk.
A passage in The Searchers describing a harrowing skirmish with Comanches. "Sleep is good and books are better," R.R. Martin says. I love naps, but he's right: books are better.
Speaking of books, the autographed first edition of Rabbit Run that I snagged off the web for $22. It arrived in the mailbox with the check from Delaware.
The Red Cross worker who spoke my first name every time she uttered a sentence. She either really liked me, or kept repeating my name to prevent her from labeling my blood-bag with some other donor's name. (There were four of us on her tables at once.)
The news from Odessa that Ukrainian soldiers digging a trench unearthed a trove of Ancient Roman amphorae, all in pristine condition.
The art teacher who told me that you're damned lucky to be married to such a beautiful woman.
The red fox in your backyard, out searching for a snack at twilight.
HAT TIP: This post was inspired by E.B. White's 1930 essay "Unwritten."
Who can forget the last line of the 1973 film Soylent Green?
I worry that with the ever-rising price of groceries and Millennials' open contempt for Boomers we may be heading for the ghastly future the movie portrayed.
And why not?
From a public policy standpoint, converting old people into grub makes fiscal sense, when you consider the cost Boomers will soon impose on our nation.
As of 2022, the average retired man in this country has only $118 thousand in savings; the average retired woman, only $57 thousand.The average nursing home costs $108 thousand a year.
Safety nets for indigent retirees are in place, of course; but there are nearly 70 million Boomers still living—after the Millennials, the nation's second largest population group.
Who can possibly afford the cost of those safety nets?
Every day I encounter magical thinking.
It makes me cringe.
Here are three examples I encountered in only the past 24 hours:
Of course, sometimes your words and actions do shape events. (Just tell your boss his hair plugs are obvious; or cross the street without looking.)
But most of the time events have a mind of their own.
Since the advent of science in the 16th century, we've tended to associate magical thinking with infants, religions, and "primitive" cultures.
But magical thinking pervades popular culture, too.
Freud blamed magical thinking on the Id, which seeks favorable outcomes without regard to the "reality principle."
Reality aside, maybe magical thinking isn't magic at all, but only an instance of wishful thinking—the error in judgement known to philosophers as the "ought-is fallacy."
The ought-is fallacy assumes that the way you want things to be is the way they are, no matter the evidence.
Examples of the ought-is fallacy include the belief in angels and the healing power of crystals; the belief that trickle-down economics works; the belief that Trump actually won the 2020 election; the belief that hard work pays off; and the belief that no one is evil.The next time you're confronted by someone's wishful thinking, ask him, do you believe in magic?