We Are All Cut From the Same Cloth
Geographical regions and climate have
played a major part in creating the diversity of cultural traditions in all the
nations of the world. When it comes to
most basic human rituals however, the similarities are universal. For one thing most of us work diligently to
improve our circumstances and those of our children but we also reserve a small
portion of our time for fun. Of course, there is a small affluent, privileged segment
of humanity that does not need to fully participate with us in these forays
into the realms of the gods. For them it can be attained anytime on demand.
They are the leaders, the shapers and the helmsmen of our society. But we are not here
to mention them; it is the ordinary folk that warrant our attention here; and
the hard working majority does need its well earned respite now and then. Never underestimate the importance of rest and
fun, for it is as essential to each human being’s survival as air, water, food
and shelter. It is what releases the ordinary folk from their mundane existence
and allows them to live for a spell in that exalted regions where they may
crawl with the beasts, soar with the angels, or turn against each other in mock
battles over tribal properties.
Aside from the routine fun there are those
special times that are eagerly sought. These are the holidays, the special days
of the year when the ordinary is put aside and we indulge in the gift of our
own humanity. Sometimes we celebrate just what it is to be a human being, have
the love and comfort of our family and the closeness that gives a higher
meaning to our lives. We come together at Weddings, Funerals, Thanksgiving,
Christmas and Easter to reminisce, establish new bonds or strengthen and retie
the old ones.
Then there are those times marking
the end of an episode in time or season,
when we break free of the constraints we are forced to live with and allow
ourselves a well earned reprieve by
loosening our inhibitions and reveling wildly in our uniqueness. Whether we
call it Halloween, Carnival, or Saturnalia the mask is donned and the societal
strictures are dropped. Collectively at times all non essential activity ceases
and every iota of our attention is riveted to the ritual warfare represented by
our sports teams. During the playoffs we are the willing recruits to particular
totem groups that cheer or jeer, egging on the chosen team to its inevitable
victory or defeat.
The types of break we take explore
the full spectrum of our identity as human beings. As family members, as
uncontrolled beasts and as members of warring social groups, every one of these
activities expresses that which is uniquely human in all of us.
Fortuitously, there are countless
events and concerts around the Toronto area that mark the end of summer. Some of them being: Busker Fest, the Chinatown festival, the
FanExpo SciFi convention and, of course, the CNE. The latter is an old tradition that has existed
in Toronto since 1879 and therefore merits special attention. It was
established back then to encourage the development of agriculture,
manufacturing, industry, commerce and, of course, the arts. Today varied
entertainment and fun are the chief requisites. This is where families and
couples young and old go to celebrate end of summer in the plethora of colour,
sounds, games and the ingesting of delectable and unusual food in vast
quantities….Everyone enjoys a last hurrah!
The End