Name: Why We Should Rearrange Deckchairs on the Titanic
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there remain few expressions better able to capture the futility of a task than one which compares our efforts to rearranging the deck chairs on the titanic.

To concern ourselves at such a moment with the position of the lounges would be the ultimate folly.

The deepest possible failure to recognize the true hopelessness of the situation.

The point seems grimly apt because we are many of us a little like the passengers on a stricken liner.

Our larger hopes in life have been fatally hold.

We see now that our career won't ever particularly flourish, our relationships will always be compromised.

We've passed our peak in terms of looks, our bodies are going to fall prey to ever more humiliating illnesses.

Significant political progress looks deeply improbable.

It can feel as if trying to improve our condition, let alone find pleasure and distraction, would be an insult to the facts.

Our instinct is to be as funereal and gloomy as our ultimate end.

But there's one crucial element that differentiates our predicament from that of the passengers who lost their lives on the RMS Titanic.

They had little more than two hours between the moment when they felt the ominous shudder of the impact and the moment when the once majestic vessel broke apart and sank into the north atlantic.

We're going down to, but far far more slowly.

It's as if the captain had let it be known that the hull has been breached, that there were no lifeboats, and that there was zero chance of ever reaching support, but had added that it would for that matter probably be many decades before we would actually slip beneath the waves.

So though we can't be saved though, the end will be grim.

We still have options as to how to use our remaining time.

We are involved in a catastrophe, but there are better and worse ways of filling the days in the circumstances.

Expending thought and effort on rearranging the deck chairs is no longer ridiculous at all.

When are large hopes for ourselves become impossible.

We have to grow inventive around lesser, but still real options.

Keeping cheerful and engaged in spite of everything becomes a major task.

If we were on a very gradually sinking luxury liner in the early 20th century, we might every evening strive to put on a dinner jacket and go and dance the foxtrot to the music of the string quintet, sing a cheerful song, or settle into the second class library on c deck as all the while bits of seaweed and debris lapped at our ankles.

Or we might look out for the best spot for our collapsible recliner, so that we could watch the seabirds wheeling in the sky, or gain some privacy for a long soul exploring conversation with a new friend to the sound of crockery smashing somewhere in a galley down below.

We might try our first game of quits on the slightly tilting deck or drop in contrary to our habits.

Up to this time on a wild party in steerage.

Of course our lives would, from a larger perspective, remain a thorough disaster, but we might find we were starting to enjoy ourselves.

Such inventiveness is precisely what we need to learn to develop, to cope with our state.

How can we invest the coming period with meaning?

Even though everything is overall entirely dark?

It's a question our culture hasn't prepared us for.

We've been taught to focus on our big hopes, on how we can aim for everything going right.

We crave a loving marriage, deeply satisfying and richly rewarding work, a stellar reputation and ideally fit body and positive social change.

We have not been prepared as yet to ask ourselves what remains, where many of these are no longer available.

When love will always be tricky politics compromised or the crowd hostile, what are our viable versions of seeking the best spot for a deck chair on a listing liner?

If marriage is far less blissful than we'd imagined?

Perhaps we can turn to friendship if society won't accord us the dignity we deserve.

Perhaps we can find a group of fellow outcasts, if our careers have irretrievably faltered.

Perhaps we can turn to new interests if political progress turns out to be perennially blocked and the news is always sour, we might absorb ourselves in nature or history.

We are turning to what our society might dismiss as Plan B's.

What do you do when you can't do the things you really want to do?

But there's a surprising catch, or really the opposite of a catch.

It may turn out that the secondary, lesser, lighter reasons for living are in fact more substantial than we'd imagined.

And once we get to know them, we might come to think that they are what we should have been focused on all along.

Only it has taken a seeming disaster to get us to realize how central they should always have been.

How to survive the modern world is a guide to coping with the present.

 It explores why some key features of modern life, including capitalism, advertising, mass media, and the rise of individualism, can have harmful effects on our psychological health. 