For instance, let’s take the notion of random acts of kindness. Sounds good. I really do like the whole idea of it as a way of being. Couldn’t hurt. But I get the very real sense it should be like praying—best if kept only to yourself mostly and not ever shouted from the rooftops. Have a little faith. That goodness makes a difference, a small ripple that could over time reach the core of stone cold mountains. Even if it didn’t I would still probably believe in doing such deeds because I still want a world in which those kinds of actions are ever present. The problem is people need a little convincing that these miraculous things can come from them. After all, who am I? Ah, and then all of a sudden you’re into the big things again, the big questions, and this tends to reduce everything to grains of sand. Don’t drive yourself crazy with those kinds of puzzling questions—let me do it for you. See, humor, it debunks everything.
One of the things I was thinking of was what if we changed the random acts of kindness thing around to random acts of fairness instead. You could still be kind on purpose, but you wouldn’t necessarily discriminate about where you were dropping your actions into the world. Everyone could be a possible beneficiary to your goodwill—as they should be anyway, but we do tend to stick to our own kind first and foremost. It’s human nature. We’re easily frightened of anyone who is even remotely different in any way. Kind of sad, I know.
So it’s a tricky business, this wanting to do something right, without having to be pinned with a medal or be given a contract for a box full of golden stars. Shouldn’t it just be in our common interest, our central nature to help protect and heal and celebrate all life everywhere? Well, as John Lennon put it, “Love is the answer—and you know that for sure.” That’s what gets my vote, and always will.