Monday, February 11, 2013

a new start

We do what we can, with what we have - there is never a perfect moment to do something. One just does.

We've been in Canada for more than 20 years, but we're still immigrants. That bit never really goes away. There is no plan, no model to follow - we try our best to make a good, decent living, and to create a better life here than the one my grandparents had. It's the whole point, isn't it ... that all this hard work, this sacrifice should lead to something better for the next generation? As immigrants, our closest friends share the same background. Same hometown, around the same ages. We spend all major holidays together, and this Chinese New Year, as usual with these big dinners, there was at least 5 different conversations going on at once, each one louder than the next. But amidst all the shouting and general buffoonery, one comment stood out. All of us around the table have strong opinions, but this one stood above the rest.

Young people today can't take hardship and aren't willing to work hard.

I didn't take it personal, and I still don't. But I absolutely refuse to believe this whole nonsense that people are getting worse, that each successive generation has declined, that we're not living up to the ideals and accomplishments of our forebears. 

It's so banal, isn't it ... modern wines don't hold a candle to wines from 50 years ago, we've lost the true taste of wine, the notion of terroir is dead. Bullshit. Wines aren't not getting worse, they're getting better - people aren't getting worse, we're just different. Society is different, circumstances are different - we're under different pressures, things our parents didn't even have to consider 20 or 30 years ago. I get it, this natural human impulse to express how your experiences speak to your character, that you've found success and created a better life for your kids - even if to do so means putting down those very brats. 

Everyone's entitled to their own opinions, of course. But it's the weak intellect that has the inability to allow for alternative perspectives. And we all need perspective, in wine, and life.


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