"Ordinary World," 1992, Duran Duran. It's funny that when I hear this song, I am not reminded of 1992, but instead I am cast back all the way to 1982 when I was 25-years-old and working for United Parcel Service, 1979-1986. Age had little meaning to me, only health. As long as I was healthy to do the work at UPS, I was good.
This song among many captures for me the age when I was 25 in 1982 when I realized the momentous and consequential, I wanted to say portentous, feeling of that age and the ill-formed visions that were cobbled where, whatever I chose, I knew that I would be on my own. It was the feeling of being dispossessed of skills or training, everything except money, except youth, that here was I was poised to embark on a life with no support, no skills, no direction. And that I would be the one who would bear all the responsibility for my failures that would mercilessly be pinned on me, and others would delight in it. That no wife, friend, ally, partner, family member would aid me or bail me out of bad situations.
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