The political news on the television grows more strident daily, empty-headed candidates posing with bland, slogans so utterly vague as to be meaningless, presented as brilliant insights,illustrative of the kind of representation to be expected from the empty-headed ones. Liberals protest,seeking approval to demonstrate general pique and dissatisfaction with the current officials failure to deliver instants total gratification unable to take the long view. The malady of youth and inexperience.
Learning to wait is an acquired skill is well understood by us older folk. The patience accumulated over a lifetime now serves. With nothing much to really do, one must do a lot of waiting. Waiting with style is a new art form.
There is the small waiting, like for a traffic light to change, now more easily tolerated than formerly but then there is no longer any urgency in where I am going or when I get there. Then there is the slightly more prolonged waiting, as in a doctor’s waiting room (appropriately named ) but here growing impatience can be forestalled by a good book. (Something I am now never without after viewing most M.D.’s magazine offerings (Yachting World, Golfing, Forbes, Fortune, a subtle “in your face”.)
Then there is the ultimate waiting which some of us try to embrace with patience and understanding, - at least resignation and dignity - while some hide in busy work, diversion and denial - as if the party was to last forever and that long sought - instant, total gratification somehow never arrived although we all waited for that in our own way - some quietly, some with growing impatience - but still waiting - but somehow it continues to elude. It is an illusion - the gratification is in quietude which comes from within neither instant nor total - but grows with waiting.