I’m really over this trend of using the phrase “<random person, place, or thing> that will restore your faith in humanity.” 10 athletes who will restore your faith in humanity, 10 customer service stories that will restore your faith in humanity, 10 photos of John Hamm that will restore your faith in humanity (What? Who is John Hamm and wait, actually, I don’t care.)
As a global society have we decided that we no longer have faith in humanity? Is the world that full of terrible, selfish, cruel, or simply idiotic beings?
I’m not saying that those people don’t exist, because they absolutely do— and sadly we tend to have a morbid obsession with all that is going wrong in the world which might leave your newsfeed full of stories about Justin “Diaper Pants” Bieber and his questionable acts or the latest married celebrity caught with his or her much younger co-star.
But I don’t share this lack of faith in humanity. Maybe it’s because those to whom I was closest in college are now doing amazing things in life, changing their communities, changing the world. Maybe it’s because I spent almost two years in the Peace Corps, getting to know my fellow volunteers and the staff who were all truly, truly wonderful, loving people and changed my life forever or the incredible Nicaraguan families who taught me more than they will ever know. Maybe it’s because I have a sweet, kind boss who believed in me and gave me a chance even though I had zero experience to offer her.
If you are one of those who have “lost your faith in humanity”… that saddens me. Things are happening in the world that aren’t right, yes— we need to be informed and we need to make our voices heard to create change…. but we also need to remind ourselves of what is good. There are so many amazing individuals in this world of ours… and if you don’t know any of them, maybe you and those around you are the one who needs to rethink your questionable acts, not Diaper Pants.
NO “TELEPHONES”. TALK TO EACH OTHER. FACE TO FACE ONLY. WRITE A LETTER. SEND A TELEGRAM TO YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 1860. LIVE.
NO ‘WRITING’… TALK TO EACH OTHER. THROW A ROCK AT YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 10,000 BCE. LIVE.
URGGA. ROU GRAAURH. RUH.
<SMACKS HANDS ON WALL WITH PAINT.>
NO ‘HIGHER BRAIN FUNCTIONS’ …USE YOUR REPTILIAN BRAIN
EAT YOUR MOM’S CORPSE SHE DIED TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SUSTENANCE
PRETEND YOU HAVE JUST AROSE FROM THE SEA
NO “MULTICELLULAR TRAITS”….. USE YOUR SYMBIOTIC MITOCHONDRIA
REPRODUCE ASEXUALLY, YOU’RE YOUR OWN PARENT
PRETEND IT’S 2BYA
This man became very animated while discussing his ideas on happiness. He extended the index finger of each hand, and brought them very close together, as pictured: “Babies are happy with this much,” he said. “All they need is one ounce of milk.” Then he started to slowly widen the space between his fingers, until they were very far apart: “Adults,” he said, “are not even happy with this much.”
He pulled his fingers close together again: “You only need this to be happy,” he said.
Then he pulled them far apart again: “You do not need this.”
I found these two walking arm-in-arm, ever-so-slowly, up a staircase in the subway station. When I asked for a photo, they posed just like this.
“Is this your mother or grandmother?” I asked.
“Oh no,” he said. “I just met her on the train.”