“There is a vast difference between positive thinking and existential courage.”
—Barbara Ehrenreich, Bright-Sided
You know you’re in a bad spot when passing sidewalk chalk platitudes on your daily walk makes you murderous.
For me, yesterday, the breaking point was a hand-painted sign that read “EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY.”
What fucking planet are these people living on?
“No, I don’t feel alright! None of us feel alright!! Can't you see what's going on?!?!?”
(This is perfect thank you @sonia__harris) pic.twitter.com/jcE2odJCgB
— Austin Kleon (@austinkleon) May 5, 2020
My favorite cinematic misanthropes started conversing with each other.
“Where do they teach you how to talk like this?” Melvin Udall asked.
“What absolute twaddle,” Withnail agreed.
Every time somebody asks if I’m alright I think of this scene from GROSSE POINTE BLANK
“No! I’m not alright! I’m hurt, I’m pissed, and I gotta find a new job.”https://t.co/ABt5ovFY9l pic.twitter.com/TlWCspwDFB
— Austin Kleon (@austinkleon) May 5, 2020
I was reminded of the story of G.K. Chesterton’s book, Platitudes Undone:
In 1911, author Holbrook Jackson published a small book of aphorisms under the (mildly pretentious) title Platitudes in the Making: Precepts and Advices for Gentlefolk and gave a copy to his friend G.K. Chesterton. Chesterton, it seems, sat down with the book – and a green pencil – and wrote a response to each saying in the book. Presumably he then set the book down, and somehow, someway, it turned up in a San Francisco book shop in 1955, where it was purchased by a certain Dr. Alfred Kessler, an admirer of Chesterton. Every book collector dreams of such a find. Rather than keep the book to himself, however, Dr. Kessler and Ignatius Press have produced a facsimile edition. Remove the dust jacket, and you have a reproduction, in every particular, of that 1911 volume, together with all of Chesterton’s remarks. It’s a remarkable project, and a real treat for readers of Chesterton.
People are dying. Our leaders are corrupt. Things are not good.
But there’s still sunshine and birds and Gene Kelly dancing.
If we are going to paint the neighborhood with slogans, let’s at least honor each other’s grief and intelligence.
everything will be okay.
NOT everything will be okay BUT SOME THINGS WILL.