In dealing with changes, we can:
- protest all we want, violent or otherwise, day-in and day-out, and
- pound the pearly gates ‘til kingdom come, begging for the inexorable change gods currently knocking at our doors to reconsider and be back on a more convenient time.
Or if we know better, we can stay calm instead of going bananas.
It is completely understandable if we are tempted to think we can argue with it and have our way in the end. But we know all too well that in offering resistance, we are only prolonging the agony, unnecessarily.
It is either we welcome change with flying fists up until the last ounce of our blood and die without seeing the dawn break, or, we can make a good friend out of that motherfucker.
Fortunately, we get to choose our battles. Let us then choose wisely, shall we?
