24 October 2011

warning: many italicized words ahead.

so, there's this one thing that i really hate about sports when it comes to playoff time, and it is the overuse of the word "crucial."

whenever a team wins, it always seems to be crucial.  like tonight, for instance, when the rangers and cardinals played game five of the world series.  a website news header marked it as a crucial game.

but in what aspect?  yeah, i get that after tonight the teams switch cities and so depending on how home-field advantage works out, one team could have it tough.  and yeah, now the cardinals have to win the last two games if they want to win the series.  but so what?  they still needed to win two games to win the series yesterday.  leave out the psychological aspect of losing tonight, and this wasn't really a crucial game for them.

i hate it THE MOST when it's a five-game series and commentators on the television call game five a crucial game.  or when it's a seven-game series and game seven is called a crucial game.

WELL DUH!  IT'S A TIEBREAKER AND SOMEONE LOSES BECAUSE OF THIS GAME.  OF COURSE IT'S CRUCIAL.

unnecessary adjective.  we can infer the adjective(s) based on the nature of the noun itself, so we don't need it.
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so what is crucial?

well, maybe i don't know exactly.

sometimes i look back on my life and see that my decision whether or not to eat breakfast three weeks ago actually was a crucial point in my life because it led to other things.  and other times i think it isn't a big deal to talk to someone about something, but then i see later that it actually was the biggest deal.

and then sometimes that freaks me out!  because maybe i should care about little things, like what socks i decide to wear tomorrow.  because who knows what could happen based on that decision?  not me, that's for sure.

i've come to the realization recently that sometimes i'm just not allowed to have control over certain things in my life.  and when that becomes too unbearable and/or hard and/or sad for me, i do things that make me feel better - like read the scriptures and my patriarchal blessing, listen to general conference talks, or go to the temple.

but if you're not particularly inclined to do things like these for whatever reasons, i suggest reading the following poem, which i also often do when i need a pick-me-up.  keep a clean copy somewhere on your computer, but do what i do and always highlight and mark the passages that speak most to you at whatever point in your life.  it will always say something meaningful to you.  promise!

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Go placidly amid the noise and haste,

and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story. 

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. 

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism. 

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass. 

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself. 

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. 

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. 

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Desiderata, Max Ehrmann

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