THE END OF THE LINE

There are prejudices and assumptions that sometimes almost become societal rules.

I was reminded of this situation just a few days ago. I was at a hypermarket checkout when, in the adjacent line, a dispute broke out between a customer and the cleaning lady. The customer’s comment was that the cleaning staff member should be careful and “stay in her place.”

It bothered me, because the employee had been cordial and polite, whereas everything led me to believe that the other person was intent on asserting the “power” she mistakenly thought her status as a customer gave her. It is the problem of the “petty power” that people wrongly believe they possess in certain situations.

I commented on the situation, and the cashier at my register looked at me and said, “You know, we’re the end of the line.”

That statement hit me like a storm of emotions. It is a serious matter when a society contains people who view themselves as being at the bottom of the social hierarchy if such a thing even exists.

Who took it upon themselves to draw that hierarchical line? Based on what principles or values defined or outlined by whom, and grounded in what?

Naturally, I retorted that the line she spoke of existed only among the poor in spirit, people who resorted to such tactics because they lacked credible arguments and that no one should ever accept such a status. Everyone has a role in society, and all roles are equally important.

Memories are short, after all it wasn’t so long ago that we experienced a pandemic, during which everyone recognised and valued the efforts of those who never stopped working. This group includes the municipal and local council workers responsible for garbage and waste collection.

It’s ironic, isn’t it? At that point, they were just at the beginning of the line.

However, there is no point in burying one’s head in the sand, as these prejudices exist and are very much alive in our society.

Even in the motorcycling world, how often do you see a look of disdain directed at someone with a less powerful or older bike!

You know, sometimes I recognize the true spirit of a motorcyclist more in the person who uses whatever they have and can afford to enjoy the pleasure of riding, than in the person (and there are many of them) who rides mainly to show off their latest purchase to others, simply because they can.

As I have written before, I greet and respect everyone who rides on two wheels, except for those who, through their behaviour, show no respect for anyone.

Ultimately, the end of the line it is about fulfilling a dream and finding pleasure and enjoyment whether alone or in a group without needing to hurt anyone in the process.

Enjoy your ride