Imagine If You Will
Imagine if you will….you are fifty-nine years old and someone offers you a dream job that will last thirty-three years making your retirement age ninety-two. AND at that age you will not consider it retirement, but just the opportunity to go on to something else.
Imagine if you will….your job is to talk..and talk…about anything that has caught your interest or your ire and all you have to do is sound off.
Imagine if you will…you can talk about the mundane, politics, religion, issues and non-issues and actually get paid for it.
Imagine if you will…you will make ‘curmudgeon’ something adorable and you never have to change who you are. Ever.
That is a hint to the life of Andy Rooney whose last broadcast was Sunday past. I never regularly watched Sixty Minutes largely due to scheduling and the fact that I question the integrity of every ‘investigative’ show (part of my untrusting nature I guess), but when I did watch it, it was for one reason only, that being Mr. Rooney himself. It didn’t matter what the subject of the evening, what mattered was the unique twist about to be presented, whether it be how mixed are mixed nuts, or issues of a more sensitive nature.
His actual point of view did not matter, but what did matter is that someone actually displayed freedom of speech publicly true freedom of speech because for a long time time now I have suspected that right is simply an illusion and now with Mr. Rooney gone from his podium I am afraid we will never see it again in a public forum. Ever.
Thank you Andy Rooney. May your next adventure be as fabulous!
Imagine if you will….