What are you Not Doing to celebrate Nothing Day?
Today, January 16th, is National Nothing Day. It’s a day we mark by doing nothing, so in even asking this question, I have miserably failed at properly observing this great national treasure—this non-orgy of not celebrating what amounts to a worldwide devotion to doing nothing by doing just that—nothing.
Objectively, can you even imagine nothing? Where would you need to go to find nothing? Can there be nothing to find? There can’t be a road going nowhere with nothing at its end, can there? Nothing is nothing to trifle with, is it not?
Interestingly, without even realizing the propitious timing of the looming National Nothing Day, I got into a lively debate here about whether it is even possible to imagine nothing. Nothing could be easier for me, but some people apparently try, and nothing comes of it. Today I finally realized that nothing could be agreed on in that debate because I was giving a seemingly objective answer to a question that really was subjective. I can imagine nothing. Nothing could be easier for me. But those arguing nothing is impossible to imagine just had imaginations that amounted to nothing. When they tried to imaging nothing, nothing came of it and they thus thought by succeeding they had failed.
So now that nothing is so clear, what do we make of National Nothing Day? Is it “Nothing is Possible Day” or “Nothing is Impossible Day”?