There are multiple paths to the top of the mountain. If a path suggests that it is the only path to the top of the mountain, chances are that it doesn’t go to the top at all.
In a town, there stood a dam. For more than twenty years, the dam just stood there, and no water came downstream. Suddenly one day, a bucket of water flowed downstream, as if shouting, “I came from the dam! I came from the dam!”
The first passerby looked at it and said with utter surprise: “We have known that dam for a long time, we didn’t know there was water behind that dam.”
Another one with better memory mentioned that indeed there had been some talk about water behind the dam about ten twelve years prior also, but the matter had not been resolved to everyone’s satisfaction.
A few days later, a couple of more buckets of water streamed. More cries of “there is water in the dam” were heard.
The first passerby remained unconvinced. “How is it possible that there has been water behind that dam for such a long time, and it has never said anything, never shown up, never mentioned it to anyone else? Clearly, this water must not be from the dam but just a conspiracy to malign the dam. Anyone with half a brain can see that.”
In the few days that followed, a few more buckets of water streamed in. Buckets told of how they had been behind that dam for so many years. It took courage to come out of it. After all, it had been a very sound dam, well respected by all. Some buckets were really unsure. Perhaps it was their own fault after all that they were behind the dam to begin with. How did they get there? Surely, they must have gone there of their own accord. Was it even dam’s fault?
The first passerby remarked, even if at the risk of sounding repetitious that it makes no sense for so many buckets to have not said anything for so many years. Putting his legal background and training to good use, he added the phrases such as “in the strongest possible terms” and warned against repeating the story of the water, which he called “an outrageous defamatory lie.”
Another passersby also commented: “Well, that is how dams are. There is water behind them. We cannot say any crime has been committed, if the water went there by itself. The buckets of water have not said that they were unlawfully detained. Surely, they could have come out sooner. There is no point in coming downstream so many years later and then blaming the dam for it.”
Yet another passerby questioned if there was a schedule that the buckets were following just to get media attention and if it had now become fashionable to say that yes, we too were behind that famous dam. The buckets’ response remained only that they had long ago moved on from the dam, but having heard the story of other buckets that came down the dam, it gave them courage to do so as well.
The people of the town have been hearing that argument for many days and many weeks now. They deserve to know now. Is the water real?
As said by the wisest of wise men in The Alchemist:
The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world, and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon.
You need to see no further than this opinion piece to see where NYT gets the reputation of being such an amazingly stupid newspaper. Really, NYT? This is the best piece that you can write about a space mission to Mars? Continue doling out such amazing drivel please – the National Enquirer was starting to feel a bit lonely.
Among mainstream media, NYT still has some respect, but this is not a complement to NYT. Rather this is the knockout punch for mainstream media.
And this quote, comes from the alchemist himself in The Alchemist:
No matter what he does, every person on earth plays a central role in the history of the world. And normally he doesn’t know it.
That may indeed sound to be too strong a statement, especially for those of us who are strong believers in existentialism, but there is a clear sense of optimism (of our influence) and responsibility (of our actions) in it. The quote is when a Roman centurion goes to find Jesus and felt to be in the presences of the divine. There is a slightly related story in Many Lives, Many Masters by Brian Weiss.
Having had the privilege of visiting the holy land, I can slightly picture some of the settings, and that makes these two stories so much more interesting for me.
Housekeeper shutdown my house. Resemblance to any current events is purely co-intended.
May you compete with the very best, and may the competition be fun!
If you don’t have a balance between work and life, you may miss out on both the pleasure of work and the meaning of life.
Don’t forget to pack the urn remains my all time favorite marketing stunt.
Cricket (and Baseball, Football, etc) are big businesses that depend on innovative marketing techniques. Don’t forget to pack the urn was a great such gimmick. No matter that the ashes don’t actually travel, that the 2011 series was not that competitive, and this caused a slight legal issue, the gimmick worked, and the tickets sold like hot cakes. Mission accomplished.
Good work by A77 on the graphic, that was used in this innovative marketing.