What Does It Mean To Be Cool?
If you have to ask, then you aren't cool. I had to ask, so I'm not cool. Actually I'm generally copacetic which means "Very satisfactory or acceptable; fine" according to Houghton Mifflin. This is probably the first definition of "cool" that most of us think of. But the use of $10 word that has a fixed definition with very little connotative value versus a $0.25 word that exists on nothing but connotative usage and no definitive value is yet another indicator that I'm not cool.
Those of you who delve into the comment strains of this blog see that I often chat with a friend named Kim. We got into a discussion about whether we're cool or not after my boss stopped by the office and handed me a pair of Harley-Davidson brand tinted safety glasses. Apparently, our supplier brought by samples. These things are good enough to be worn as sunglasses. They look "cool".
I speculated that I might look like I was cool if I wore them. So here is a picture of me with them on:
Cool, huh? My boys ran in and got a picture with me. We all look cool, right?
Those who know me, know that I look more like this:
BTW, go here if you want to be Simpsonized. It's cool. Actually, it's only cool to those of us who aren't so cool.
You know, when my wife saw me wearing the cool Harley safety glasses, she had a good burst of laughter. Then I asked her if I looked cool. She had another burst of laughter, followed by another, followed by another. It took a while for her to regain composure. I speculated that she knew I really wasn't cool and the juxtaposition of the cool glasses on the geeky husband was too much to bear.
It's not what's on the outside that counts. If opinion matters, I think people who are genuine are cool because you know who you are dealing with. The glasses aren't me, but they're fun to play with.
I'd like to be popular and have people seek me out because they think that knowing me will improve their status in this world. But honestly, I'd rather be meek and have people seek me out because they think that knowing me will improve their status in the next - that I have the real answer for their loneliness: yet not I but the One who lives within me; the One who gave Himself for me. Accepting that means laying aside sore attempts to be something you're not in trying to gain acclaim and being broken before the One who can make a new creation in you.
That's cool.
Those of you who delve into the comment strains of this blog see that I often chat with a friend named Kim. We got into a discussion about whether we're cool or not after my boss stopped by the office and handed me a pair of Harley-Davidson brand tinted safety glasses. Apparently, our supplier brought by samples. These things are good enough to be worn as sunglasses. They look "cool".
I speculated that I might look like I was cool if I wore them. So here is a picture of me with them on:
Cool, huh? My boys ran in and got a picture with me. We all look cool, right?
Those who know me, know that I look more like this:
BTW, go here if you want to be Simpsonized. It's cool. Actually, it's only cool to those of us who aren't so cool.
You know, when my wife saw me wearing the cool Harley safety glasses, she had a good burst of laughter. Then I asked her if I looked cool. She had another burst of laughter, followed by another, followed by another. It took a while for her to regain composure. I speculated that she knew I really wasn't cool and the juxtaposition of the cool glasses on the geeky husband was too much to bear.
It's not what's on the outside that counts. If opinion matters, I think people who are genuine are cool because you know who you are dealing with. The glasses aren't me, but they're fun to play with.
I'd like to be popular and have people seek me out because they think that knowing me will improve their status in this world. But honestly, I'd rather be meek and have people seek me out because they think that knowing me will improve their status in the next - that I have the real answer for their loneliness: yet not I but the One who lives within me; the One who gave Himself for me. Accepting that means laying aside sore attempts to be something you're not in trying to gain acclaim and being broken before the One who can make a new creation in you.
That's cool.
Labels: acclaim, Christian, cool, popular, Simpsonize
posted by Jim Pemberton at 10:26 PM
2 Comments:
Bro, you are way cool in those shades! Looks like you've got a little Earnhart thing going on... Where's your race car? LOL
Dude! Mirror-commenting. I haven't seen that before. My racecar? Well, uh... you have to Focus hard on the red blur: it will be First On Race Day. hehehe...
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