Day: August 9, 2016

Abandoned Olympic Venues

Carl Setzer
I adore the Olympics. Pageantry and drama, magical moments brought out by ages dedication, training and sacrifice. I love stories of humanity resisting adversity. None better exist.
Counterbalancing this, images of waste, neglect, rotting decay. These images tell another story of the Olympics. A sadder story.
Often hosting the Games gets presented as this transformative event. Great economic rewards heralded. I wonder how often such manifests. How much positive actually happens, and how much of the investment crumbles into dust.

As these kids go off to college

Carl Setzer

Looking at these great young men and women I know going off to college, into the service, into the world I’m struck by their potential greatness. I see this in them all.

I don’t buy the trap, though, of the unit form of greatness is one of public accolade. Really, most of the great things in life are done quietly, un-lauded, just done. Society grinds to a halt without this work. With the quiet doers in our world, we freeze, with nothing valuable happening.

There are downsides to fame. I’ll leave the specifics for another day.

But greatness is immensely satisfying. Arrogant as it may sound, I’ve felt greatness roaring through. Often counterbalanced by moments where I feel minimal competence.

I wish for these dear ones to feel the greatness within. Knowing their value. Whether thousands come out to see you, it you only hear the positives from friends and family, I want them to have that sense deep within them. Knowing they’re valuable and unique. To feel the deepest of the loves.