Twinkle Twinkle Little Delusion

A while ago I blogged about reality.

I have since decided I DON'T NEED IT!!!

Really, what can reality possibly accomplish?  All it does is depress people.  Take, for example, the moment before Washington crossed the Delaware.  Reality stated they were a teeny, tiny start up of a nation with a bunch of disorganized troops, and somewhere in there Benedict Arnold betrayed them.  [Historian's note - the Delaware crossing was December of 1776 - Arnold's plot to betray the Continental Army wasn't uncovered until September of 1780.]  They were in dire circumstances!  They had absolutely nothing to hope for.

What did Washington do?

Did he walk up to his army and say, "Alright guys, we just had a really humiliating defeat and retreat, and we're disorganized and I'm super fed up with you all, and really not sure if we can do this.  Let's cross the Delaware in a logistically difficult move and attack Trenton"?

No!  Of course not!

He dragged Thomas Payne to the front of his armies to recite some beautiful prose he had written and make them feel all fluffy inside.  THEN he told them, "Let's cross the Delaware in a sure to be successful, albeit difficult move, and take Trenton!!!"

Or better yet, the Brooklyn Bridge!  When the guy who designed the Brooklyn Bridge, John Roebling, kicked the bucket from tetanus, his kid, Washington, kept the project up!  What did reality say?  The bridge designer is dead.  Nobody has ever built a bridge this size.  You don't have the technology to do this.  But he kept at it!  Then he got some really bad sickness that left him paralyzed.  In a fit of true love, his wife learned math for him, and supervised the project. 

Then came a new reality.  The bedrock he was supposed to be anchoring the bridge in was too thick to drill through.

Did he accept reality?

Did he let go of the dream, accept that it had been the dream of his dead father and proof that paralyzed people could do great things, but nothing more than a dream?

No!

He threw reality out the window and decided that the rocks on top of the bedrock would be enough to anchor the bridge!!!  And look!  The Brooklyn Bridge has yet to fall down!

And while we're on bridges, when London Bridge was falling down, did the people just take the key and lock her up?  Perhaps, but they still had enough faith to personify a lump of crumbling rock on a river as a fair lady.

So today we learn that there is no reason in this beautiful universe to accept reality.  Believe in whatever the heck you want the universe to be.

And really, the universe is truly beautiful!

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That ^ is a happily delusional smiley, in case you were wondering.