Meaningless and Fun.

I’m tired. You’re tired. We’re all tired. We have to care about everything or we’re simply not good people. Every tragedy anywhere in the world. Every moronic thing some politician or political-wannabe says is cause for instant agita. Whatever the people on TV or Instagram tell us to be angry about or scared of we consume to our core. It’s exhausting.

Yet, if we don’t outwardly show how compassionate we are, we worry that we’ll come across as a lesser person. Not to repeat myself, but it’s exhausting. I watch the Olympics and occasionally see a competition, but mostly I see how each athlete overcame insurmountable odds to become a much better person than me. I used to like the Olympics because sports are fun, now I’m just left feeling unworthy because I didn’t sacrifice my entire life to ski down a mountain or something. All I’ve done so far today is run to the food store where I got annoyed by people on their phones clogging up the chips aisle. I used to be a fairly decent person and now I’m just so unworthy. It kind of sucks and it’s mostly exhausting.

This is why people like Snoop Dogg are able to make entirely new careers for themselves by just being meaningless and fun. Watching Snoop’s coverage of guys who pick up poles on a ski slope or the guy who sprays the curling rink before each match is so refreshing. It’s pure genius, simply because it’s so frivolous. I miss frivolity. I have enough sadness and misery in my own small circle of the world without being bombarded with endless stress about the trials and tribulations of perfect strangers. 

Here’s to frivolity. Here’s to meaningless fun. Here’s to having the chance to escape from the madness of the world every once in a while. We’d all be better off with more Snoop Dogg in our lives.