What's Fair isn't always Fair

“There are two ways of meeting difficulties: You alter the difficulties, or you alter yourself to meet them.” 

-Phyllis Bottome

How many times have I heard someone use the expression "what's fair is fair" .

Well guess what.....that's not always the case.

As a matter of fact,I have come to realize that fair is a very subjective state of being.

Life is not "fair".

If anything good has come out of this quarantine is that this misnomer that everyone can have everything has been debunked.

I have always contested that we are not a classless society.

There are those who have and those who have less.

I also believe that this is the way it should be.

The grand social experiment of the last few decades, where every kid goes home with a trophy and anyone can have a Mercedes parked on their driveway, is hopefully coming to an end.

No Virginia, there is no Santa Claus and yes Ray, the zoo is closed!

too bad.

It is what it is.

During these times we have seen that not everyone is as fortunate as others.

Some have suffered the loss of a family member while others have seen no such loss.

Some have been able to shelter in place fairly comfortably while others are in a constant state of stress trying to make ends meet.

Many have been able to collect a regular paycheck while working from or even just sitting at home,hile others have lost their jobs and are staring at the abyss of having to start over at some point.

The strange part is,now that reality has set in, now that a light has been shined on this disparity and the curtains have been pulled back exposing this divide , I personally feel some validation . Not in the seemingly unfair reality but in the fact that,at times, I felt like I was the only person alive who understood that fair is not always fair.

That's life.

Yeah, I know,it sucks.

Too bad.

Man up and deal with it.

No hand outs.

No freebies.

Roll up your sleeves,pull up your big boy pants and deal with it.

Don't like where you are?

Do something about it.

eey words"do something....",don't wait for the cavalry to come charging over the hill.

They aren't coming.

Dig ,scratch, scrape and claw if you must.

Or sit around and cry in your beer. It's your choice.

Probably the way it should have been all along!

I know it was that when when I grew up.

Shabbat Shalom.