Resolution

First, I should probably start with a few disclaimers… This is NOT directed at any one person, or even anyone I know in particular. I will most likely use terms such as him/his/he. This is not a gender-bias, just an easy out, and much easier to write than playing the pronoun game (they, them, etc. etc.)….

I digress…

Entitlement. I would daresay that a majority of the populace feels at least some sense of entitlement. People feel they are owed things. Especially in the US. This will not be discussed at any length; for the purposes of this discussion, I don’t really give a shit. The thing that has piqued my interest of late is one particular thing to which people feel entitled. Resolution. Not a New Year’s Resolution. Not a UN Resolution. The “self improvement” money train version of “resolution.”

The self-help ass clowns of the world have many terms for resolution. Closure is a favorite. I’m not quite sure how it got there, or why it’s been up for so long, but our favorite of the Internet Trinity of Knowledge defines closure as:

  • An individual’s desire for a quick answer as opposed to enduring ambiguity.

and follows it up with:

  • A person with a high need for closure prefers order and predictability and is decisive and close minded.

(I’ll get back to the ToK stuff later, but for now let’s just say that Wikipedia & Google are in there)

So, in short, everything is supposed to have tidy little endings. Like the last five minutes of a sitcom, where everything is re-set the show for next week. Unfortunately, real life suffers from something most sitcoms (and many movies) don’t have to deal with. Continuity. We are tortured by the fact that we actually remember shit from yesterday. Sucks, huh?

So how is one ever supposed to “move-on” from a disastrous past? Well, as my Mom says, you just pick yourself up by the bootstraps, and get on with it. “Walk it off” is another favorite. The terrible truth is that we never really “get over” the traumatic events in our lives. They haunt us for the rest of our lives. Things that are truly significant are never really “closed.”

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