Wednesday, May 14, 2025
When we do things that we love or that we want to, we may feel that we’ve got some explaining to do. Accreditation is explaining to the accrediting “Big Brother” agency that what you are doing is legit. You’re trying to explain that you’re not a shyster to a group of shysters.
Poor Lucy on “I Love Lucy,” always had some ‘splaining to do. Ricky was always catching her in some twisted up mess. I’m not sure Lucy really knew how she ended up in such a fix. She just didn’t know any better. She was being Lucy – innocent. The stories she made up never made up for the fact that she was a mess. We’re all a mess and no explanation accounts for it.
The story you make up about why you do this or that is just a made-up justification. We justify our actions with a flimsy story. If you want to sit on the couch all day, so what? Do you have some ‘splaining to do? If you want to love someone of your own gender, do you owe anyone an explanation? Do you have to accredit yourself in order to do what you want? Do you have to make up for your laziness? Do you have to account for being vegan or a republican or a Buddhist? Who do you owe the honor of a confession?
No one knows how they end up where they are. The made-up story is a way of making up the debt you owe to “society.” Existence is innocent, friends. St. Augustine says, “Love God and do as you will.” I can’t help you with the “love God” part. Do as you will is self explanatory. Who is demanding an explanation? Ricky wouldn’t understand. Besides, he’s dead, and the point is moot. You’re free to be yourself.