
Last Friday, April 15th, Jon Carroll talked about colony collapse disorder in honeybees, and published the good news that things are looking better for the honeybees (and thus for us). I had read this good news elsewhere, and had focused on this story as positive and inspiriting, as Jon Carroll had (and I find this is almost always the case; we tend to be "in synch," except for cats). However, I prized last Friday's Carroll column not so much for the message, but for a new word, "declinism," with which I have been afflicted for virtually my entire life, although I didn't have the word to put to the phenomenon.
I always debated this issue with my Dad, who claimed that things had "always been like this." I insisted that things were definitely getting worse. He, of course, had a few years on me, and was in a better position to have the kind of perspective that could resolve the question. I should have deferred to his judgment, were I rational about it, but being afflicted with what I now know as "declinism," I continued to believe that things were just getting worse, no question about it.
Now that I am even older than my Dad was, at the time we had these discussions, I still think the same. I wonder if my Dad would agree now?
Here is where I draw the line on "declinism," though. I don't believe in "inevitability" of anything (at least in the world that we create). This belief in possibility is also the result of long discussions with my Dad. I think that instilling this understanding was his major project where his eldest son was concerned: Make sure that Gary believes that anything is possible.
Check! Mission accomplished.
"Declinism" will get us only if we don't do something about it ourselves!
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