There are some iconic lines in films.
- Stop the world, I want to get off.
- I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore.
- Do you want to take the red or the blue pill?
- I’ll have what she’s having.
And, right now, during these lockdown no travel times, it often feels like some surreal movie moment. You wake up and every day is Groundhog Day. Every day feels the same and you start to think about getting back to normal – taking a flight, going to the shops, getting a haircut, having a nice meal out, etc – and then think, nah. Sure., I know there are many out there who couldn’t care less, but I’m here and thinking: I need to avoid anything that is not absolutely necessary.
Then you ask: what is not absolutely necessary?
- It is not necessary to go out to eat.
- It is not necessary to travel anywhere.
- It is not necessary to go out and buy anything.
- It is not necessary to have my haircut.
In fact, very little is really necessary, and that’s what many of us have learned during this crisis process. What felt routine, usual and normal, was not the way things were at all. It was just us being liberal and free. When you take away all of those freedoms and say: you must avoid everyone, you realise how unnecessary so many of those necessary things were.
Now, what’s necessary is family and the freedom to enjoy being at home without interruption. For some, this is terrible news, as home is a small flat with no garden and kids that need home schooling; for others, this is great news, as home is a place with a large garden and time to learn new skills, read and learn.
Whichever of these extremes you are, I thought I would share a poem today, rather than a karaoke. So, in my best luvvie accentation, here goes …
I wandered lonely on the cloud
That floats on high o’er software and servers,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of fintech observers;
Beside the City, beneath the governors,
Supported and encouraged by the regulators.
Working within investment terms
They shine on the ecosystem way
These fintech and start-up firms
Are building a new energy
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their ideas in a sprightly dance.
The banks beside them danced; but they
Could not keep up with their energy.
For a bank is stuck in the old way
And cannot join in their company:
That’s why Open Banking is really hard
As banks fall behind, failing the card.
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
Banks and start-ups hit my eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances in the start-ups’ hills.