In Vonnegut’s “Harrison Bergeron,”
America has reached complete and absolute equality. Equality is something that so many people
fight for, but at the end of the day, remains something that you must earn
yourself. The problem with people fighting for equality is that they expect for
it to be given to them by the government, rather than something of value that
you feed yourself by your actions. That is the exact equality, I think, that is
being portrayed in Harrison Bergeron.
Just to clarify: I believe that the
government should make things accessible to all people, but accessibility is
only sometimes, not always, included in “equality”. For example, there is a pay
gap between men and women. It’s been proven, though, that women tend to be less
inclined to ask for a raise compared to men, or undercut their desired salary
on an application. It’s important for people to ask for things, and it's
important for people to say no to things. It’s important for people to value
themselves and their time, and to stop being concerned with what everyone else
is doing or getting that they aren’t getting themselves. It’s about taking
responsibility for your own life, because when you turn to others to make
decisions about your life, a possible outcome is the outline set up in Harrison
Bergeron. The government took it upon themselves to ensure that every person
was exactly equal to one another. This leads to a society that hindered human
potential, for we don’t want anyone to feel “lesser.” I think it’s important to
feel lesser, because it makes you better.
I used to attend Westminster Choir
College (Yes, choir-like singing-college) before transferring to Brooklyn
College. I was pursuing my dream of becoming a music teacher, one that I had
fostered since the age of eight, when I was diagnosed with a Vocal Cyst after
my first semester. It was an untreatable condition, and it required me to
undergo two vocal surgeries, and 3 years of vocal therapy that I still undergo.
My point with this is that I was given an unequal opportunity to pursue my
dream, for some reason that I will never understand. No one felt more out of
place than me, the singer attending Choir College who couldn't sing. I have
only recently, after three years, started to be okay with what happened. I did
the whole “life isn’t fair” and “Why me?” thing before quickly learning that it
was getting me nowhere. I did less comparing, and more decision-making. I
allowed that feeling of “lesser” to fuel me, because I am so much better than
being defined by a handicap. After
confronting the fact that I would have to undergo another surgery, I decided to
transfer to Brooklyn College to pursue a degree in Speech-Language Pathology.
The biggest reason being: I want to do everything in my power to ensure that
singers have the education necessary to prevent them from enduring the same
things that I did.
There are tons of people who find
comfort in seeing others struggle at the peak of adversity, because they think
“now I’m not alone in this! We’re all
in this together!” No, we aren't, and we should not be. Harrison is the epitome
of “You do you,” and I think that moment of “clarity” in society that was
quickly followed by his death was his way of making his life purposeful despite
his handicaps, similar to my plans to make mine purposeful do by healing
singers with vocal issues.
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