How many cancer patients will it take for us to be fully inspired? And stay that way? You could read about the ones that died, like
Randy Pausch, or the ones that survived, like
Lance Armstrong. Is there now a full-fledged market in cancer stories (sort of like with death row inmates)? Do publishers & movie-makers sift through them, rating cancer stories, so that we may remain inspired? Is testicular or brain cancer better than lung or skin cancer? Is a bald patient with better than one who's still got a fair crop? Are readers recommending these to others based on how much they cringed during the accounts of IV drips, chemo sessions, and supportive wives?
The essential difference between the inspired and the need-to-be-inspired is that the former did, or at least tried to. While the latter read and forgot and went back to not doing. And then came back to be re-inspired, like tyres needing more hot air even after days of inactivity. But these wheels don't spin too much. Pity. If those that inspire us with their real deeds had even a fraction of the lives that we waste, they'd probably have become even more inspirational.
But it might have all been wasted on us, anyway. Put down that book, stop being merely inspired and go do something.
2 comments:
Ironical how this post does exactly that-inspire one to go do something!
Anjana: then stop reading this post and go do something! :P (no, no, please stay back and read - I take it all back)
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