This sounds like a familiar theme to me….perhaps once written about in a previous diatribe, but no matter the repetition, it still applies to the present.
We naturally form expectations about every aspect of our lives. We may not want to do this, but we do.
We expect the world to be a certain way, but of course, it isn’t.
We want the people that we love to act toward us with loving and thoughtful manners, but of course, that doesn’t always happen.
We want our jobs to be purposeful and important to the betterment of ourselves and to humanity’s continuing evolvement, but of course, they may not really be.
We want our nation’s leadership to be intelligent, mature, and capable of rationally dealing with every national and world-wide crisis, but of course, …….you get the picture.
What I’ve found most personally helpful when considering the subject of expectations is to say simply, “Release all your expectations over everything and everyone, and simply deal with each moment in your life as it presents itself. Do whatever you need to do when the situation arises.”
For without expectations, there are no disappointments.
Hopefully reality has begun to sink in to those who once lived in the fantasy that a Savior would appear to right all the perceived wrongs in the world and straighten the winding road before us; if not reality, then perhaps a closer version of it after two days of close public exposure to what is more likely to happen.
To those who fervently shout continued allegiance to their manufactured “cause” sporting nationalist slogans slapped across their hat brims, please keep in mind that they don’t call a carnival barker a “flim-flam man” for nothing.
“Hey-ya, hey-ya, ….see the 3-eyed boy, the two-headed cow, ….hurry now….catch the show right here, hurry now, … or miss the opportunity of a lifetime!”
And by droves they laid out hard-earned dollars purchasing tickets for the “lifetime opportunity” they would never see. They’d been had. Their expectations had been dashed. They were angry—they felt like fools.
Suddenly they realized that a carnival barker makes his living by lying and deceiving others to sell a fantasy that doesn’t actually exist behind the tent flaps.
“But he promised…” they stammer.
Of course he did. He raised your expectations, …and in the end he laughingly called you “suckers” for believing him.
He is what he is people, and that’s all he will ever be. Don’t expect him to be otherwise.
He never met a TRUTH he couldn’t twist to fit his purposes. That’s how he made his millions: by salesmanship and smoking mirrors.
Don’t expect him to change. He’s simply being himself; and that’s the lemon you really bought.
Hope you enjoy the ride, ….at least until the wheels fall off.