Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

Respect.  §

Much more difficult than earning the respect of others in today’s world is finding people that inspire you to respect them. It is a world of bewildered and compromised people out there, very few of which are actually trying. Most are merely lying to themselves and everyone else.

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At some point over the last couple of years, I passed into a different way of being. I don’t want to say that “I feel old” so much as I want to say that I think in ways that are stereotypically associated with older people.

I’ve become a definite part of the “Get off my lawn!” set, the “In my day…” set.

I don’t really know what to make of it, but it’s clear to me that my embrace of many things in the past has turned to revulsion, my tolerance of many things into intolerance.

I have far less patience than I used to have for bullshit, and I never had all that much tolerance for bullshit in the first place.

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It’s also clear to me now just how right my elders always have been and were, about everything. Young people want to believe in fairy tales for self-serving reasons. But as one ages, one realize that one’s rejection and denial of certain realities doesn’t serve the self very well at all.

Quite the opposite, in fact, over the long term.

In the end, you either bite the bullet and accept that the vast bulk of received wisdom is right, or you embarrass yourself. It’s easy to choose the former if you have any sense at all.

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© Aron Hsiao / 2004

There was a time in my life when I woke up every day and went to work at a Starbucks in Santa Barbara, CA.

There was a time in my life when I woke up every day and got down to work in a trailer in North Plains, OR.

There was a time in my life when I drove 45 miles to work every day in darkness on lone, wide highways.

There was a time in my life when I took the subway to work in the Village every day, walking along 8th street and taking in the pedestrian traffic.

How far away all of these times seem now.

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There is a great difference between loving and needing.

There is a great difference between being loved and being needed.

In order to live a happy life, it is imperative to understand these differences clearly, and to ensure that those around you do the same.

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I’m quite serious when I say it. Most people lie to themselves most of the time, mostly because they think of themselves as immortal (which is also a lie that they tell themselves to avoid having to confront their own mortality).

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I’m an unlikely reader of Penelope Trunk or of TAC, but I find myself reading both all the time despite wince-worthy moments because both also routinely speak truths that no one else is willing to even hear, much less acknowledge.

We live in a time in which there is no greater sin than telling the truth, or even beliving that there is such a thing.

It will only get worse.