The Arrrrrrrt Of The Possible

I don’t much like anything about pirates—except for the Pixburgh Pirates!

I can recall all of the Talk Like a Pirate days so far, but I didn’t participate in any of ‘em.

What’s new this time around? I think humanity—the idea, not the collection—itself has taken a beating over the years. Ever driven down by ever driving life—more money, more work, more pissing away of time to unworthy pursuits, like 80 hour work-weeks (Hi, Apple!) and chasing tail (whatever shape or texture you prefer), hours of video games, hours of TV (hi, HGTV!).

Noble purpose, creation-ideation, enkindling of good will, acquisition of knowledge, reification and actualization of intelligence (“elitism” indeed!). Where have they all gone?

But those are a lot of work, often viewed a toil of the grim-lived.

There are also aspects of Humanity that are deserving of both majesty and majuscule: Joy, Spontaneity, Frivolity. We are the Flowers of the Animal Kingdom, finding and creating a Heaven above Utility, Aspects above the Compulsory.

What has this to do with Talk Like A Pirate Day?

Ask yourselves: whatever is the reason? Stupid, stupid question. We need no reason, no purpose to many things we do. Does Wonder need a reason? Does Magic come with a user manual?

A Kiss! More than osculation but nothing close to a necessary step to reproduction and isn’t that Marvelous?

Talk Like a Pirate Day is something that counts for nothing, has not a reason, not a purpose or even a means.

It’s there for our enjoyment, it brings people together, it makes us smile, it makes life a little bit better. It’s the funner antipodes of gravitas.