Ambition
It is not difficult to imagine a world short of ambition. It would probably be
a kinder world:
with out demands, without abrasions, without disappointments. People
would have time for reflection.
Such work as they did would not be for themselves but for the collectivity.
Competition would never enter in.
conflict would be eliminated, tension become a thing of the past.
The stress of creation would be at an end. Art would no longer be
troubling, but purely celebratory in its functions. Longevity would
be increased, for fewer people would die of heart attack or stroke
caused by tumultuous endeavor. Anxiety would be extinct. Time would
stretch on and on, with ambition long departed from the human heart.
Ah, how unrelieved boring life would be!
There is a strong view that holds that success is a myth,
and ambition therefore a sham. Does this mean that success does
not really exist? That achievement is at bottom empty? That the efforts
of men and women are of no significance alongside the force of movements and
events now not all success, obviously, is worth esteeming, nor all ambition
worth cultivating. Which are and which are not is something one soon enough
learns on one’s own. But even the most cynical secretly admit that success exists;
that achievement counts for a great deal; and that the true myth is that the actions
of men and women are useless. To believe otherwise is to take on a point of view
that is likely to be deranging. It is, in its implications, to remove all motives for
competence, interest in attainment, and regard for posterity.
We do not choose to be born. We do not choose our parents.
We do not choose our historical epoch, the country of our birth,
or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing. We do not, most of us,
choose to die; nor do we choose the time or conditions of our death.
But within all this realm of choicelessness, we do choose how we shall
live: courageously or in cowardice, honorably or dishonorably, with
purpose or in drift. We decide what is important and what is trivial in life.
We decide that what makes us significant is either what we do or what we
refuse to do. But no matter how indifferent the universe may be to our
choices and decisions, these choices and decisions are ours to make. We
decide. We choose. And as we decide and choose, so are our lives formed.
In the end, forming our own destiny is what ambition is about.