The Low Hanging Fruit

Our reality is what we construct it to be. We build it. Whether it’s concrete and steel, or salt and spray and wood and sails

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Our reality is what we construct it to be. We build it. Whether it's concrete and steel, or salt and spray and wood and sails. Whether it's dress blues or black flags, we create the world we think we want. Until the day that world no longer works, and then we might spend the rest of our lives wondering why things are that way, or we can set about the work of changing reality.

In a former life, that used to go a little something like this: If at first, you don't succeed, change the fucking rules. But even then, that's not enough. This pirate has evolved beyond just change for the sake of change. This pirate needs to know WHY things didn't work out because this pirate isn't looking to bring his boat into the dock for a while.

Each reality is the culmination of layers of construction upon a foundation, and if that foundation is terrible, the rest of it is terrible. This pirate has been looking into the engineering, and this reality is built on one of surrender and silence. Upon that are layers of procrastination, passivism, and silence, with a capstone of torpor. This pirate says that this will not do.

If a pirate is to sail, a pirate must work. It's the nature of things. But the work is for his own ends and no one else's. According to the code, a pirates' labor is with the understanding that the pirate earns a profit share. This pirate has come to realize he's made nothing for a while because he's left his ship to rot dockside and spent too long a time looking at shiny distractions.

Those distractions are many. More than a few of them involve watching the arguments of other men and women over low-hanging fruit. The petty squabbles that, on some level, society needs to make them feel like actual progress is being made when in reality nothing is being done. This pirate remembers that those arguments and that inaction are one reason he set sail in the first place. He remembers that he can opt-out. He recalled that on the sea, the only argument this pirate can have is with himself and the work to be done, and the work must be done.

And so this pirate resolves to cut the petty low hanging fruit out of his diet and to concentrate on the work in front of him.