By Susan Dromey Heeter,
This week I muse on being joyfully ignorant of so many things in this world, on this planet, in this life. While so much is happening globally, economically, politically, I muse joyfully on taking pause on so many things of which I have not only no knowledge, but no opinion, no ideas, no insight.
Fantasy Football is something I know absolutely nothing about nor wish to find out. I’m clueless as to whether it involves actual players, a definitive stadium, scoring. Does it involve Tom Brady? No idea. Are there cheerleaders? Scoreboards? Commercials? I am blissfully ignorant.
I have no idea and insight into Snapchat, Instagram, Tinder. I hear of these sites, understand they are popular, used often both by teenagers and adults. And while I am familiar with “stories” with “following” with some of the lexicon on these sites, I really do not know a lot about them – I do not understand why someone would be on them, what purpose they really have.
Zombies are something of which I am not familiar and entirely content to be so. I like not knowing the allure – I hear of zombie walks, zombie movies, zombie tv shows. I find no attraction and sit deliciously in my ignorance. I believe there are zombie enthusiasts around but, truly, I am not sure who they are. And I’m entirely content with that.
Vegan and paleo diets are discussions upon which I’ve eavesdropped but I tend not to retain much from the conversations. I’m just not a foodie. In fact, today my friend Greg and I discussed the joy of Walmart fried chicken; I think it’s outstanding but do believe it is to paleo and vegan what Shakespeare and Cervantes are to reality tv.
I long to be informed about so much these days, learning and reading and really trying to expand my knowledge – there really is such a plethora of information to gather – what’s really in the Constitution, what the history of the second amendment is, what the latest information is on the Northern Pass. My mind can be filled with information but I cannot clog it with information I find trivial.
I have absolutely no desire to know anything about the Kardashians. Nothing. I do not watch “Keeping up” with them nor have any desire to know who is pregnant, who is dating whom, which character is doing anything. I watched about five minutes of the Kardashian drama about five years ago and decided that was plenty. I need know nothing more of this family. I enjoy living in ignorance about which daughter is which.
And, indeed, I muse joyfully on my ignorance of many a reality show and many a reality star. I find the live reality of life quite plentiful these days, quite enough. And may your blissful ignorance serve you well. I muse joyfully that, indeed, it will.
Susan Dromey Heeter, a writer from Dover who recently let her hair go au natural white, writes “Joyful Musings” for InDepthNH.org. Dromey Heeter is a secondary Spanish Teacher at Dover High School and the mother of two teenage daughters. Writing has been her passion since her English majoring days at the University of Massachusetts in Amherst. Dromey Heeter has lived in The Netherlands, Alaska and currently basks in all things New England, including the frigid winters. An avid swimmer, Dromey Heeter’s great passion is to bring back body surfing as most children have no idea how to ride waves without ridiculous boogie boards. She also writes about thrift shopping and all things frugal in a column called “Budget Vogue” for the New Hampshire Union Leader.