It is What it Is

 

It’s that time of year in Melbourne, Australia. The circus is in town; this circus being of the tennis variety.

Like all good circuses this one has its clown. Yes The Joker is here and as No 1 seed he’s leading the parade. Will he lay ’em in aisles with one of his funnies? Will he retire injured? Wear a clown mask on-court? What will this wily Serb do next?

Oh so much to anticipate, such deep mysteries to unravel.

One mystery is why the Joker isn’t better liked? Some even saying that he Is the joke. Oh why are people so unkind. Could it be because him doing fun stuff like wearing pasties, wigs, masks, making fun of a female player and busting out dance moves that would send any gorilla into a frenzy is about as funny as sitting around a bonfire in a heat wave.

Anyway, he’s in town.

So is Serena, Andy, Venus, Rafa, JesusFed – not sure if he walks on water but he does other legendary stuff, like win more games than anyone else – and a raft of others, making up the numbers mostly.

Also in the lineup is Nick, the G is silent, Kyrgios. He’s there mostly because the organizers are hoping he’ll blow up like a good sort and make a spectacle of himself. I’m sure he won’t disappoint

There’s nothing new about sporting circuses. The Romans made them an art form, and for very good, practical reasons; Bread and Circuses was a very effective means of citizen appeasement through distraction. “Give them bread and circuses and they will never revolt,” Said Juvenal. True that.

The Romans also got the public baths concept going. But the public didn’t embrace that concept as keenly as the circuses. Probably because there wasn’t the direct public participation; no thumbs up or down determining life or death. I guy couldn’t brag to his buddies at the local bar, “Yep, I gave that moron the thumbs down, pretty sure it was my thumb that done him in.” And let’s face it, washing wasn’t the most popular activity back then.

What about the cleanliness is next to godliness you say, that would have driven the god-fearing masses to the wash bucket. Au contraire mon ami, that quaint little ditty came much later. In fact the desert fathers and their ilk believed the more unkempt and unwashed one was the closer he was to god

And yes it was all about Him’s, alright! Everyone knows that back in the day She’s didn’t count for much; a human had to have a penis to get any respect or recognition.

Don’t believe me? Oh ye of little faith, it’s right there, in writing. Check it out:

“But I would have you know, that the head of every man is Christ; and the head of the woman is the man; and the head of Christ is God.” Corinthians 11:3

For the man is not of the woman; but the woman of the man. Neither was the man created for the woman; but the woman for the man.” Corinthians 11:8-9

I do wonder what Christ would say about all that. I think those believing such crap would get a huge surprise and quite possibly a size 10 right up their self-righteous clackers.

Sadly though, things haven’t changed a huge deal. Ego is master at smoke and mirrors. Women are still; in way too many instances used, abused and killed. Even in the so-called developed countries they are too often at best tolerated and humored.

Back to the circuses. As an ego diversion they work as well now as they ever did.

George Orwell put a modern and spiffy spin on the circuses phenomenon when he noted in his novel ‘1984’: “Films, football, beer, and above all, gambling filled up the horizon of their minds. To keep them in control was not difficult….

True? Chuckle-worthy? Applies to anyone you know?

Of course the star attractions in any circus get the lions share of the loot. Unless you were unfortunate enough to be a Christian when the Romans had that peculiar notion that it was cool to put them up against lions and other fanged and clawed-up beasties, unarmed. Not much fun, frivolity or post-game interviews for the star attractions there.

Fans still came though. It was standing room only. Lesson for all you aspiring entrepreneur types; blood, guts, decapitations and sex sell! May not be noble, but hey! This is the ego world we’re talking about here. You know what it’s like, you drive past a horrible accident and … you know what you just have to do, right?

So it is with The Joker and his brethren. They literally, earn millions of dollars annually. Only a portion of their vast earnings come from prize money, mostly the paydays are made up of endorsements.

Having reportedly spent over six billion on endorsements last year Nike leads the athlete endorsement pack. There are however many other big businesses spending large amounts on endorsements.

There is something the majority of these companies have in common, other than the endorsements. Most of them pay their employees the absolute minimum wage. And in other instances, as has been repeatedly reported; child labour and slave labour has been and continues to be, used.

How repugnant is it to have children sweating in factories, earning less money in a year than a sports star spends on a slap-up dinner.

Nor are there too many greater crimes than depriving a child of its childhood.

Neon lights and grubby ego hide the pain and toil of the underprivileged.

What’s good and right about that?

Absolutely nothing.

What can be done about it?

Not much. It is what it is.

Trying to change the ego world is like trying to talk a warlord into becoming a peacenik. It cannot be done.

You can however do two very worthwhile things on a personal level.

Firstly, you can open your eyes and see the truth. Still enjoy the circus if it has appeal to you, but see it for what it is. Enjoy the game but see behind the illusion.

Secondly, withdraw support from ego and its insanity. Get into your Spiritual space and start drawing down from the Truth.

In Truth you will find Love, and in Love … everything becomes possible.

When you’re on the highway in hell, figuratively speaking, don’t try ripping up and rebuilding the highway. Accept it for what it is. Say, It is what it is. Or just plain old, fuck it, I’m taking the next off ramp.

Don’t worry, the real Creator won’t mind you a cussin’ and cursin’ a little bit. IT doesn’t speak egoise. Nor does IT read the Bible or any other so-called holy writ, is not religious or politically correct.

The Creator communicates directly with your heart … this communication is from Love to love. Nothing more can be said.

See you on the bright side.

It is What it Is

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