I’m funny that way.
It’s this thing about disorder and chaos. Like most men, I don’t mind a little anarchy here and there. As a group, our reputation for rule-breaking is well deserved: most systems are stupid, and badly designed, and their weaknesses should be exploited. This is why we cheat at cards and lie on all sorts of official forms.
But no one likes anarchy all the time. It feels too much like losing. Like nothing matters. What’s the point of stealing paper clips on a sinking ship?
The only people who enjoy continuous states of confusion and meaninglessness are con men and grifters. And certain badly tanned presidents. And any reasonable person would say that this is what’s happening in America right now. And it’s making all sorts of people very, very anxious.
Especially women. Because women like rights and rules and order. They like to see things get done, especially with regards to fairness and justice. I cannot tell you how many times my wife has acted as legal counsel to my eight year-old.
But ladies and gentlemen, justice is not coming. Not anytime soon, anyway. The world is going in a certain direction right now. It’s a time for bluffers and swindlers and crimps and crooks and the smudges of history. These guys are not going to be deterred––even if some kind of justice came, do you think they would accept it?
Also, as Canadians, we are hardly better (see: Doug Ford). This all goes back to the financial crisis, and heaping money on another brand of pirate, instead of putting those guys in jail.
So I guess we’re just going to have to keep going to work. We all have things to do, and projects which give our lives meaning. I think. Even if it’s done to the music of giant, roaring fans.
Don’t despair, everyone,
Draw things, paint things, write things, make things.
p.s. The featured image is Guy Pène du Bois––The Confidence Man. My own painting on borders and brigands and criminal gangs (Americans love a good western!) can be seen here.