I’m a square peg in a world of round holes. It hasn’t always been this way. Once my world was a world of square holes, and I fit in quite nicely.
You no doubt see where this is going, and have already jumped to the obvious conclusion… that the fault lies not in the holes, but in the peg. Right?
Not all obvious conclusions are correct. Magicians ply their trade based upon this one flawed assumption.
I’ll grant you this apparent fact, ‘things’ have changed and I have not. The question here is-who is a fault.
I’ll begin by saying that I refuse to take the blame, not all of it anyway.
Society does morph and change. This is a well documented fact. The question is not that change has taken and is taking place, but if that change is profitable, positive, and good.
Iron rusts. Lunch meat spoils. Fireplace logs morph into cold powdery dust.
But were not talking about inanimate objects here. We’re talking about living, breathing, day to day life. I’m encouraged to get with the program, to adapt, to go with the flow. Sorry, I’m not a lemming. (See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lemming for an explanation.)
The finger seems to always point at the peg. Other pegs have changed. They’ve whittled themselves down, sanded themselves into a nice conforming rounded shape, they’ve adapted. Yes they have. But let’s change the word here. In ‘adapting,’ they’ve ADOPTED the new standard, the standard of round.
I have a difficult time in falling in behind Lemming Number One. Over the heads of others I see something ahead that doesn’t seem quite ‘right.’ Hey guys, slow down a minute. Lets check out this path and see where it’s leading! In doing this, I stand out. I’m a non-conformist. I’m a trouble maker. I’m a square peg that simply won’t fit into this world’s round holes. To apologize for that would be like saying “I’m sorry that I’m me.” I can’t imagine hearing you say that about yourself.
This lemming has chosen to step out of the race. You can have my spot, if you want it.
Pen In Hand 