I posted a picture taken last night at a dance show on Facebook – later taking it as my new profile picture – and raised the question of normal people…none of whom I really count amongst my circle of acquaintance. One of my friends then asked me to define normal people and I’ve had to give it some thought. The best I can do is list what normal people do:
- Normal people cut the grass and trim the edges and weed the garden bed every week to make sure that they present a respectable appearance in the street.
- Normal people drive normal cars so that they present a respectable appearance on the street.
- Normal people wash the car every weekend so that they present a respectable appearance in the street.
- Normal people dress in the currently fashionable clothing so that they present a respectable appearance in the street.
- Normal people engage in mainline activities so that they present a respectable appearance in the street.
You might think that the common thread here is respectability, but I submit that the common thread here is the street. Normal people are playing to an audience – the street – and are engaged in a theatre of deception as much as any strolling player. They do not seek applause – merely respectability. The strangest thing is that if you went to them and expressed respect specifically they would startle and run. They’d know the jig was up…
In contrast, I form my acquaintance amongst people who:
- Leave the lawn and garden to deal with itself. They have far too many other occupations to spend time trying to make the front of the house look like a picture on a seed packet.
- Drive cars that make them horny. They also make other people horny. Air-horny, in some cases…
- Wash the car when it needs it. Some cars need less washing than others. They are not above doing little touch-upo jobs on the paint either…
- Dress in the current fashion, but adjust the dial on the current so that it runs either slower or faster than it does for other people.
- Indulge themselves with art, thought, action, and achievement far away from the mainstream of sport and greed.
I have been immensely enriched by all the people I surround myself with. Sometimes I forget this but pertinent questions like those asked by Ken Barker and Marvin Brown can re-focus my thoughts. I am grateful for that. And, no, they are not normal people either, I am happy to say…