Saturday, August 19, 2023

Bicker Masala

 

Arun Kumar

 

There is a saying that the amount of bickering between humans is inversely proportional to how high the stakes are. The lower the stakes, the more bickering.  I am not making this up. This is something known as Sayre's law.

 

The saying is generally used in the context of academia where the department politics puts politics at the world stage to shame.

 

And what is the bickering in academia for? Aiming to become the department Chair? Or perhaps a financial grant to support a graduate student and to add papers to the CV?

 

Does one think that being the department Chair gives one the power to lord over others?

 

Mind you, bickering over small things is the state of affairs among the most educated people society has to offer. These are people who hold PhD degrees (also referred to as the terminal degree) from prestigious universities. These are the people who are supposed to set an example and guide us to a higher level of consciousness and lead us common folks out from the darkness but...

 

...like the rest of us, these stalwarts of society fall prey to the same basic human instincts, one of them being the desire to be the leader of the pack.

 

In all of us, there continues to be an unshakable desire to be the alpha male and the PhD’s are no exceptions.

 

The deeply rooted desire to be the leader of the pack is the desire that served our genes well along our evolutionary trajectory. You see, the basic purpose of genes is to carry their lineage forward and traits that help achieve that, over time, evolve to become automated behavioral preferences.

 

Being an alpha male and being at the top of the pack can bring us some privileges - access to more resources (think food), access to more mating partners. These privileges have the consequence that the genes have a better chance of propagating forward.

 

We may or may not be aware, the constructs of human minds are shaped by the basic desire of genes that themselves are only self-replicating molecules that have no thinking mechanism per se.

 

But over time, parts of human consciousness have been slowly molded by the invisible hands of a potter, who without an understanding of what he is trying to create, follows the instructions from the genes.

 

The pace of social evolution has advanced at a much faster rate than the timescale on which the evolution of genes takes place, and we have not adjusted to the new paradigm of a society that is no longer a hunter gatherer. But could one ever be free of such gut level instincts that helped us during our days as hunter-gatherers, e.g., the instinctive desire to be the leader of the pack?

 

Assuming that we would not self-destruct and continue to survive as a species, given enough time would we rise about the traits that genes and natural selection promoted in the past but may no longer be required or beneficial anymore?

 

The argument that we will not change could be made based on a plausible assumption that resources are always limited, and survival and efficiency of procreation, is a fight to corner limited resources. In this fight someone would always want to be the leader of the pack, and in academic departments, there will always be a bickering to be the Chair.

 

Is there a solution? There may be one.

 

The solution is to send faculty members to one week retreat where they are reminded of their mortality. It is only when confronted with their finiteness that they will realize how futile, and petty our bickering for inconsequential outcomes is.

 

I am not being cheeky. When we wake up in the morning and remind ourselves that one day we will no longer be around, it could result in a powerful change of our perspective. That reminder has the power to be the antidote of Sayer’s law. It can make us cognizant of the fact that low stakes are just that – low - and are not worth bickering over.

 

I am positive that if everyone reminded themselves that they are mortal, this world would be a much better place.

 

Ciao.


Monday, August 14, 2023

Don’t live under the canopies of banyan trees

 

Present is always
struggling to grow
living in the shadows
of the future
and its evil twin,
the past.

What it does not know,
that nothing grows
under the dense canopies
of banyan trees.

What it needs
is to move over
and breath under
blue skies, and be,
mindfully free.

Saturday, August 12, 2023

Turning ten minutes into forever

 

Don’t just walk along 

the entire beachfront

it is not meant to be conquered


it would much prefer 

that you sit down

and take ten minutes 

and have a look 

at the clouds, and the horizon

and watch the waves

climbing up the sands

get tired and recede;


And if you do 

then maybe someday

the images would become 

part of a poem,

turning those ten minutes

into forever.


Serendipitous Moments

 

Arun Kumar

Sometimes out of blue, words fly across the sky of our consciousness and express what we have been trying to say for a long time and say it so much better.

Such serendipitous moments can happen while reading a book, clicking an innocuous link in some article we have been glancing through.

They could also be epiphanies while taking a shower and suddenly a vague feeling we have been trying to put into words finds the magic combination of words.

It happened a few evenings ago while watching a movie by Woody AllenRifkin’s Festival. Towards the end of the movie, the protagonist Mort is having a conversation with Death and what appears below is the script of that conversation.

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Mort: Why are you here?

Death: To have our final chess game.

Mort: I don't have a chess set.

Death: I never leave home without mine.

Mort: Why are you doing this?

Death: To give you a chance to get to know me. To come to terms with me.

Mort: I'll never come in terms with you.

Death: Then you'll never be able to relax and enjoy your life.

Mort: Why are you suddenly being so kind? You're usually ruthless.

Death: I'm not ruthless, I'm indifferent. I just hate to see a poor schmuck ruin his life over the inevitable.

Mort: Well, the way I feel this morning, you could take me right now for all I care.

Death: What's this morning?

Mort: I've had the chance to look at my life over the last few weeks and...I realized I've made a lot of bad decisions

Death: Like what?

Mort: Like... Maybe I really was a snob. A sort of pedantic ass who puts people off with my so-called high-brow taste. All I know is my wife and I have split and my life has come up empty.

Death: Your life isn't empty, it's meaningless. Don't confuse those two. It has no meaning for anybody but that doesn't mean it has to be empty. You are a human being. You can make it full.

Mort: How?

Death: There's work, family, love - the usual bullshit, but it's reasonably effective. Even if you strike out - trying is good for you. Have you ever read "Sisyphus" by Camus?

Mort: Yes, and it gave me a bad dream. I'm pushing that rock up the hill, over and over, and it keeps falling back, and then I finally get the rock up to the top of the hill, and then what the hell do I have? A rock on a hill!

Death: You're starting to get me depressed.

Mort: Should I just chuck my book and go back to teaching movies?

Death: I would. Unless you want to end up with 500 pages of turgid whining.

Mort: And maybe I'm just not a book writer. Maybe I'm a book reader. Person who likes to think, a teacher. My movie class was fun. Only...Maybe I was a little too rigid in my approach.

Death: I have to go. A got a million house calls to make.

Mort: No, wait, wait.

Death: Don't worry, I'll be back one day and then you'll think it's too soon.

Mort: You'll be back? When?

Death: Depends. Do you smoke?

Mort: No.

Death: The trick is to eat lots of fruits and vegetables and lay off the saturated fats.

Mort: I do. I'm very careful.

Death: Good. Good. Make sure to exercise. It doesn't have to be intense as long as it's every day.

Mort: You're fading out.

Death: No processed foods and don't forget your colonoscopy!

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Before starting to watch the movie, I had no idea that I would be privy to this conversation. The words just hit home. When the scene in the movie was over, all I could think and say was WOW.

A few sentences in that dialog sequence hit home – If we don’t come to understand and be at peace with our mortality, we will never be able to relax and enjoy our life; why ruin our life over the inevitable; life has no meaning for anybody but that doesn't mean it has to be empty.

And at the end, the advice from Death – eat well, live well, and the probability that you will live longer will get better – also right on the mark.

Perhaps, my mind was in the right energy state and was primed to be resonant to receive those words. The universe delivered what I was ready to receive.

Those words of wisdom were also a validation of thoughts that have been percolating through my mind. The hard part now is to turn that knowledge, internalize it, live by it, and turn it into wisdom. Easier said than done.

Ciao.