For better or worse, we’ve grown up in a thoroughly regimented world. From the time we’re old enough to start school, there’s a schedule for everything. By the time you reach adulthood, depending on your job, you count on your phone calendar for everything, from your work meetings, to workout times, to social events. My new calendar at work even allows me to include the times and dates the Mets and Jets play.
We’re accustomed to the conceit of certainty. When certainty evades us, sometimes we don’t react well.
In the first twenty years of this century, we saw every major institution in this country, from government to the Church to the private sector, let us down. Government inaction and corporate greed combined to give us the Great Recession. Our favorite movie star turned out to be a horrible person who used the power that comes with stardom to dominate others. The Government was impotent in its reaction to Hurricane Katrina. We weren’t protected from foreign terrorists or random dudes with guns.
The last two years seem like the spin cycle in possessed, unbalanced washing machine. We lived as hermits, wiping down groceries, not wearing then wearing masks. Having holidays outside (if you lived where I do). Foregoing personal interaction for Zoom, then more Zoom, then more Zoom. The vaccines were to be our salvation, then became a litmus test for being a reasonable American with a backbone or a soul.
The economy roared back to life and we were supposed to have a summer of fun–a great Rumspringa. Instead, we got a new variant, then a botched pullout from Afghanistan, then a war in Ukraine that sent prices through the roof. Around every corner where we expect a peaceful, easy feeling, we get a food fight.
The uncertainty can be maddening. And boy are we mad.
We’re seeing how little we can control in our lives, so we’re trying to grasp the things we think we should control. And when those things don’t go the way we expect, it deepens our anger.
A lot of people make out by adding to our uncertainty, magnifying it or increasing it. And some people like the release of letting that uncertainty get to them. Some of us randomly lash out when the stress is too much, then look back and wonder where that came from.
Some of us are just tired and want nothing more than the long, boring summer afternoons of childhood.
Certainty is a mirage we’ve constructed our lives around. Like anything we’re addicted to, when it’s threatened, we aren’t at our best.
A lot of marvelous things are happening in the world right now. But you have to look to find them as the tide of uncertainty rises and threatens our peace.
Personally, I really want a life where I care about Fonzie again.