You Might Be a Maniac
Many people are maniacs and unless they commit crimes or are indecent, most of “us” just live with our manias. The smartypantsknowitallguys say that an obsession with something is a mania. When the term is used in a medical sense, it usually describes a mental disorder. They say that recognition of a problem is the first step to recovery. I am taking that brave, heroic, courageous, daring and dauntless step by acknowledging some of my...ahem… manias. Please be patient with me as I challenge myself in my eternal quest for self-improvement.
Now just because I am smart, good looking, brag a lot and am very proud of the fact that I have had 4 great years of grade 8, I apparently am an egomaniac. Cool! Now I have another thing to brag about! This egomaniac thing is easy… yet another thing to brag about!
I love music; it is an important part of my day with practice, rehearsals and performances sometimes amounting to as many as 8 hours a day. I am involved in three or four musical projects and it would be a safe statement to say I might be obsessed. It would also be a safe statement to call me a melomaniac, a musical maniac, but I think I like the term “mellow-maniac” much better because this mania keeps me calm, serene and somewhat focused.
We live in an area where maintaining an outdoor skating rink for more than 3 months is difficult, but during those wonderful 3 months Mrs. B and myself, are joined by many other members of the community who are maniacs. Rinkomaniacs, or people who are passionate about ice skating, are part of most Canadian communities. While we all know about our mania, we kind of keep it to ourselves because it can be a source of national and self-pride. I skate when I can and I am a great skater…dang it, there goes that egomaniac thing again!
If you called me a technomaniac, I would just laugh at you and go back to doing things the old-fashioned way…by hand! Someone who is obsessed with technology would suffer if they were separated from any of today’s technologic advancements; that is a technomaniac. When we have our family gatherings, it becomes obvious to me that members of my clan are technomaniacs hooked on technology. After a great meal, we all sit around the house and text and email each other about what to have for dessert. Sigh, sometimes the truth hits close to home. I once was a Student Transportation Specialist and miss most things about the job as a school bus driver. One thing not missed is coping with the many rhinotillexomaniacs that I had to deal with virtually every day. Unless you have been a school bus driver, you never know how to handle the little ones who are, or seem to be, obsessed with picking their noses. Rhinotillexomania is one of the most common reasons that school bus divers quit. That and the fact that parents and school boards now frown on the use of tasers or cattle prods as a form of student control. Fortunately, I quit when they removed the ashtrays for the drivers…and the students!
We have all been affected by, or have seen manias and maniacs come and go…Beatlemania, Hula-hoops, fidget-spinners and the list goes on with new manias seemingly appearing every day. I am an eternal optimist and my new mania is a hope that the world becomes obsessed with common sense and decency, therefore becoming peacemaniacs.
Hey! Wait a minute! Didn’t we try that a few decades ago? Maybe it’s time for peacemania to be a “new” fad.