I speak for all mediocrities in the world. I am their champion. I am their patron saint….Mediocrities everywhere… I absolve you… I absolve you… I absolve you… I absolve you… I absolve you all ~ Antonio Salieri (character, Amadeus)
I’ve just spent the last couple of hours reading the blogs that I follow. Mostly because I can’t find time to do it on a regular basis, so reading once or twice a week leads to spending two or more hours at it.
And, come on man! I love to read other blogs but I’m overwhelmed when I finish. Can all these people possibly be funnier, more talented, crazier, more sarcastic, more artistic, better writers and well, just more and better than I am? Sadly, yes! It’s true.
In reading the blogs I begin to realize why I haven’t published a book, why no one thinks I’m funny except my husband, why I’ll never attend the opening night of an exhibition of my photos, why I’ll never be besties with Martha, why I’ll never have a business that sells stuff I made myself, why I should eat more chocolate and go back to bed, and why I always come in second in the Academy of Sarcasm’s annual awards poll. (Anyone who reads my blog knows I deserve the big prize in the latter.)
My inner narrator has spent the better part of my life reminding that I’m not worthy. I’m just not the best at anything. I am of Salieri’s minions — still waiting to be absolved.
Mediocrity doesn’t mean average intelligence, it means an average intelligence that resents and envies its betters. Ayn Rand
(Uh, yeah. And, what’s your point, Ayn Rand?)
But, honestly, being mediocre is really ok. While writing about mediocrity a few years back I determined that the mediocrities of the world play a vital part in life. We exist because without us all you brilliant, talented, over-achieving types wouldn’t have anyone to be better than! I serve my purpose, humbly.
So, I’ll just stand over here, out of the photos, hidden by a bush. See me? I’m just waiting here until Salieri appears to absolve me, and then I’ll join you.You’ll recognize me, I’ll be the one with the Sarcasm Oscar in my hand posing with other celebrities.
Update: I seem to have left an incorrect impression with this post. I was really just trying to say that even if I consider myself mediocre, it matters not. Not everyone can be “first” at everything and that doesn’t mean that everyone who isn’t first should jump off a bridge, immediately. There’s room for all of us. I just admire the people I think are really exceptional at what they do. Please don’t call 9-1-1 for me; I’ll be back again tomorrow. Suffer!