My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Saturday, November 23, 2013
The Need for Status
People require status. It may, in the eyes of others, appear negative, but he individual -- sometimes with great difficulty and denial -- will maintain a sense that it has meaning, if not always importance. The investment in status is a large one and the longer or more intensely it is made and defended the more it must be defended. Status goes quickly beyond a question of what someone might do to become one of who he is.
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