It's a fine balance. Both are needed, it seems. But they have to be aware that each other is needed. There's something about the 'arrogance of youth' that weighs it down, and the weariness of age on the other side. I suppose it also takes recognition that 'that' is where we are most probably going, and 'that' is most probably where we have come from. And then, just maybe, we can take the strengths of both to do... something.
The wonderings, ponderings and thoughtifying of a small bear called Margaret. Current topic: life on a small island.
Saturday, 22 January 2011
I dreamt last night of a sorrowless field...
I've been watching a lot of The West Wing. There is a lot I don't understand (about three quarters, actually, but I like that - I like that there are things in the world that I cannot do, or understand. That there are people cleverer than me running the world). But I find the dynamic of old and young, experienced and inexperienced very interesting. There is this very fine balance, it seems, that generally the more experienced you are, the more cynical you are, the more entrenched in history... but also the wiser. The less experienced doesn't mean you don't grasp the situation, but you have more faith... and if there are changes then you are less tied to history in your approach, in what you are willing to put your faith in.
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