Rules are rules, right? Must always be followed? Well... no... I don't really think so. I mean, it's pretty easy to say that they should but just think about it for a moment.
Rules are made for reasons... usually. Now, I know that some people just make rules for the sake of making rules but those are the stupid people. There's no need to make a rule unless there's a reason for the rule. Like... I'm not supposed to jump up onto the stove 'cause if I did, and it was on, I could get hurt. That's a good rule 'cause it protects me. There's a reason for that rule. But if I jump up on the counter I'm not gonna get hurt. So a rule about not jumping up onto the counter would be a stupid rule 'cause there's no reason for it. So that one doesn't need to be followed, I think. Get my drift? I think you probably do.
Organisations usually have rules, too. Those rules are put in place to protect the organisation... or rather, the peeps who belong to that organisation. Usually, the group or club or whatever you want to call it has a purpose. So, the rules protect the peeps who fulfil the purpose. So... if there's some sort of event that the group is gonna hold, the peeps doing all the work to make that event be successful for the rest of the group... well... they're the peeps needing the protection. The rules are supposed to protect those peeps. We're still on the same page, right?
But what do you do if the peeps trying to make the event successful are not protected but rather, find themselves needing protection from those very same rules? What do you do then? Who do you call? Ghost Busters? Nah... if you happen to be a peep living in my neck of the woods, you can call me!
So that brings me to the point of this post. My peep has a problem and that problem is called... well, I won't name names but... well... I don't really need to name any names 'cause I think the problem has been solved. I fixed it for her.
The peep told me all about her problem and I gave her a little cuddle to make her feel better. Then I let her tickle me behind my ears so that she'd feel even more better. Then, I let her give me a tummy rub so that she'd feel even better than better. Finally, I gave the peep the best advice I could give. I told her to take a nap. And she did!
When she woke up, I enlightened her a little more on the subject. This is what I told her... The rules aren't really the problem. The problem is the people enforcing those rules and the reasons why they do it. You see, sometimes people wanna enforce rules just 'cause they wanna enforce rules. Not 'cause the rules are good or 'cause the rules make things better or run more smoothly but just 'cause enforcing rules makes them feel better. Gives them a little power trip of sorts. They get high on this power trip. These are people who should indulge in a little of the nip, I think. At least then, they wouldn't be bothering my peep.
Let me just say this. If enforcing a rule screws everyone else up, it's not a good rule! If an organisation of some sort wants a job done but has a rule that makes it next to impossible to get that job done well... well then... I think something needs to be done about that rule. Don't you? You've gotta take that rule book and just rip that page out. It's the only sensible thing to do, I think. Instead of delighting in the enforcement of the rule, why don't we all work together to find a way to work around the rule to make things work? That's what we cats would do... 'cause we're cats... and as cats, we're smart. So much smarter than peeps!
You're probably all wondering how I fixed this little conundrum for the peep. Well, I just told her the truth. There are more important things in life than any stupid ol' organisation. For instance, there is me. I need petting and feeding and cuddling and the provision of snacking materials and tummy rubs and cream and scratches behind the ears and the refreshing of water dishes and... and my list goes on and on and on. These are all far more important than anything any old organisation can envision.
So, if the peep wants to do something useful with her life, a little more attention directed my way will go a long way to further that purpose. I'm thinking that next year, she just should not bother with that ol' organisation. Let the ruling nitpickers do a little of the work for once. No, let them do it all! The peep can stay home with me and do something useful for once. I'll make her a list. That will help her, I think. See? I fixed things. Yes, I fixed things all up. Did you ever doubt that I would?