The video has nothing to do with the post but the picture does. Its 9:50 pm on a Wednesday evening. I am slotted to post this evening’s post. Normally, if my post isn’t already scheduled to be posted, I am putting the finishing touches on my post. Today isn’t like the other days. I just scrapped my post. I started fishing for new ideas instead. As I asked people for ideas, I started to look around my room and I came across my recently received diploma. (I just got it in the mail despite graduating almost a whole year ago due to some money that I owed them. They held my diploma hostage over a few measly thousand dollars. Makes me angry.) I cherish that thing. And I was thinking to myself, why do I cherish this? Does this diploma make me a better person? Does it validate me? I know I get an automatic pay increase because I have it but what does that really mean? A good friend of mine burned his diploma. Yes, this kneegrow lit his diploma on fire. I have never been that angry with a person in my life.
I was so angry that I had to figure out why. After days of thinking, I realized that he destroyed the sole symbol of all the work he had done for four years. The burning of his degree didn’t take away his status as an Ivy League graduate. He could always order another one for a measly $100. Here is the question that I have for you, why is that we make such a big deal about the symbols in our life rather than what they symbolizes? Sometimes women make such a big deal out of their engagement ring instead of really preparing to get married? Men sometimes make a huge deal out of having the nice house and nice car instead of making sure that they have truly broken down the barriers of wealth, station and class.
Why do we make such a big deal about symbols? Are there any symbols that are more important to you than what they symbolize?