There’s No Such Thing As Bad Luck, Right God? Right, Devil?

There are complications in life, some we can foresee, some we can not, until a negative demon stares straight into our face and the demon seems almost too happy to see us. Perhaps it’s a demon of bad luck, a demon by choice or a demon of consequence.

Some people believe that the chips fall where they fall due to lifelong bad luck or consequence. My good pal Cathy feels that way. She feels that anything that has ever happened to her, is because of lifelong bad luck.

Yesterday, Cathy slipped and fell in her shower at home, shattering a recently replaced kneecap in three pieces and a bone in her leg, sending her into emergency surgery; she’ll be laid up for a while. Cathy has been shortchanged in life for sure, but it has nothing to do with bad luck, rather bad choices.

A lot of people make bad choices and then choose to suffer the consequences.

Is there a role God plays in all of this or is it perhaps the Devil? Well, let me let you in on several secrets. God and the Devil don’t deem a given set list and christen people with bad luck; nor do they pick out names at random; nor does God and the Devil play craps and the loser has to do what the other tells him to do; nor does either play Truth Or Dare; nor does God and the Devil agree on a secret pact for a secret amount of money for God’s favorite charity and instructs the Devil to do whatever he pleases to a person.

Case in point; the lovely Venus while still in her youth fell to the street one day because she had lame feet and Mars helped to pick her up. Did Venus fall because she was earmarked to? Nope. Venus was wearing new shoes and she wasn’t yet comfortable in them. Did she fall down because God and the Devil were quarreling and the Devil pushed God, who in turn bumped into Venus while the Devil cast an evil spell to make Venus to face up to pain and humiliation? Of course not!

Then there are writers, poets, artists & musicians that I know of who struggle financially, even if they hold down a day job or two or three and partake in group and medical studies for extra dough, but still cannot afford all that life has to offer, like trips abroad or fancy cars or decent places to live or not enough food to eat. Is that bad luck too? Doubtful! It’s more like choice to live the lifestyle they choose to live and enjoy what they can while they can still enjoy it. Memories are sweeter than the money memories cannot buy.

As many of you readers know for the past two years I had a mouse problem at my last apartment, 23 mouse deaths in all. Was it my bad luck that the mice came to my apartment especially, since I lived on the second floor? Partially, only because I still had overlooked a few boxes that had food packed in them that I hadn’t yet unpacked and stored away properly.

Was it my fault entirely? Nope. As I set the many traps in and around my apartment, I found many previous unplugged (there’s that word again) holes all around the floorboards of the space and later, during the final days there before I moved, I actually did see a mouse squeeze into the wall with virtually little or no room to do so.

Did God and the Devil create a mutual pact to send me so much vermin within a period of 24 months? Heck no!

According to the some of the tenants who lived there, mice had always been inside the building and up until the time I left, management chose to do nothing about it. But even harder to fathom was the mere fact that neighbors across the way were ground-feeding stray animals and that of course attracted rodents, including mice and rats that conveniently lived nearby at the local sewage plant, not too far from the apartment building, so naturally…

But you get the idea; there’s no such thing as bad luck. It’s bad choices and bad situations that create chaos and havoc when they’re not tended to fast enough.

Right God?

Right, Devil?

Of course, right!