Risk vs. Reward. The most common evaluation tool in the economical world. A concept I’d argue every high school student in America (and possibly the World) dreadfully endures a lecture on.
As I was watching the news this morning the anchors made a very clear point: brace yourselves! Everybody across the Nation in for a treat. Of course by treat I don’t mean a treat as defined by it’s working definition. I mean a dreadful daunting storm. Although it’s hard to believe, for once the anchors were right. Rain is pouring and homes are collapsing along the California Coast. Snow is falling and winds rage in a NorEastern mess up and down the East Coast. Here at home, things are no different. Flights have been cancelled at the airport and dark clouds roll in over the mountains. However, as I was driving to meet my boyfriend for lunch (through a power outage) I passed the airport, and couldn’t believe my eyes. An airplane was taking off into the torturous afternoon sky. What? I thought all flights had been cancelled. Herein lies the lesson.
Although some of the airlines had cancelled their flights, some terminals and carriers remained open for business. Southwest, if you aren’t familiar, is an airline containing some of the largest airplanes I’ve seen leaving our airport. Today, Southwest bowed out. But did all airlines follow suit? From my lunchtime observation, the answer is clearly no. Although some airlines chose to ground their planes and cancel flights, others did not. Maybe within this we can find some parallel to life, and to people. Maybe this should teach us what Economics cannot. That we all weather storms, sometimes even the same storm, differently. That one persons risk outweighs another’s shot at reward. And more importantly, that that is OK. Clearly, today’s actions confirm that it is not always the biggest or most popular “planes” that make it through the toughest times. Sometimes the smallest, most unknown people (I mean planes) who make a valiant effort even in the harshest times will prevail.
There are going to be people we encounter in life who tiptoe around every tulip (Southwest), and others who would stomp across a minefield (the fliers). The world needs both of these individuals to go round. Faulting those that are cautious or degrading the courageous are both acts we need to refrain from engaging in. Somebody who’ll drink milk 2 days past it’s code may be the same person who rushes –without hesitation– into a burning building to save a life. The singular choices we make shouldn’t define us entirely. What we choose to avoid today is not to foreshadow the person we will be tomorrow. We’re all entitled to making choices, and changes, as the days (and even minutes) progress. Although some planes remained in circulation, should Southwest lose it’s reputation for being cautious in the face of this storm? No. And should those who dared to enter the eye of the storm lose theirs, for being greedy or misinformed? Again, I say no. No two people, like no two airlines, are the same. No two people will reach the same result with the same reasoning even when approached with the same issue or problem. Would all of you look at a plane and see a metaphor? I highly doubt that, but that doesn’t mean I’m wrong for doing so.
Take what you will from this blabbering mess. Take that I’m reaching for a story because I crave to write. Take that I’m crazy. Take that I make no bloody sense at all (and take it in a British accent). Or take this for what it is. An eye opener. A lesson about human companionship. A story that teaches us to realize that not everybody will agree with the choices we make, but that doesn’t mean they are wrong. Whatever it is you take, just be sure that it is something. And come back tomorrow and take once again.
When you’ve found something worth paying for, the cost doesn’t much matter.
Ciao, my darlings.