When did we change? At what point in time did we go from adorable, innocent creatures to vicious, vindictive assholes? Is there a specific point in each individual’s life that serves as a pivot point for the turn? My best guess is around the age of 13 but it’s hard to be certain.
This just so happens to come from watching the TV shows Master Chef and Master Chef Junior. If you haven’t seen the latter, you must, strictly for the sake of inspiring yourself to be a better human being and to attempt reverting back to before you reached that life-changing pivot point in time. When comparing the shows side by side, on one hand you have the “adult” version: A typical competitive, vengeful, over-my-dead-body cooking contest. So many of these types of shows end up with a lot of two-faced sabotage and pompous, arrogant attitudes. While I still thoroughly enjoy the cooking aspect of the show, the psychology of the Junior Chef fascinates me far more than any show on television. In the Junior version the kids are cheering for each other from day one. They compliment each other, they cry for each other, they love each other, and when someone gets eliminated they are genuinely heartbroken for that person. They practically forget that they came to the show to win something, and it becomes caring about their new friends and supporting each other. It’s kind of amazing and something you don’t really see in the adult world of life.
It makes me recall something from childhood; a moment, albeit brief, when I was selfless. My best friend and I entered a poster art contest in elementary school. While we were anxiously awaiting our honors at the awards ceremony it came down to 1st place, both of us still waiting with nerves running rampant, and at last…they called her name. We were both so equally excited, I was cheering for her with every bone in my body. And while a deep part inside of me was a bit sore at not winning any prize, it didn’t matter, because SHE won! Nowadays if I was in that exact situation, I’d be pissed & overwhelmed with envy. So much so that I’d feel that bitter taste of hatred lingering in the outskirts of my throat, waiting to seep past the barrier. (Be warned, I’m revealing my inner monster.) Let it be known for the sake of this story, it turned out there was a Best In Show prize that went beyond the ol’ 1st place ribbon…that went to me. I bring that up now only to prove that I’ve already mutated. If I was pre-pivot point in my life right now I wouldn’t even mention that tidbit. I have already gone through the monster mutation so it can no longer be helped. For I now am also one of those vicious, vindictive assholes. At least in the typical adult sense. I long to reacquire the skills of selflessness from days of yore. Is it possible to revert?