BEST
adjective
Of the most excellent, effective, or desirable type or quality.
“the best pitcher in the league”
The Best! What does that even mean anymore?
I’m here to downgrade the word best or rather the world at large has done that for me being that The Best doesn’t hold the same weight that it used to.
You did your best honey and that’s all that matters.
Those words could soothe my soul as a child. I knew, as the type A, perfectionist, driven for accolades, honor roll, and extra-credit-ass-kissing kid that I was—that my best had taken me hours, maybe even days, it had made me sweat blood, and I had left NOTHING on the table.
My best was enough.
Actually it was probably more than enough.
An “A” for effort. Right?
But over the years as we mature and grow and hopefully get a life—our best changes.
When I was five, just coloring inside the lines was the best I could do. By eleven I could color like nobody’s business!
I know I’m a much better wife than I was the first time around, although I would have assured you at the time, through gritted teeth, with a flip of my over highlighted blonde hair and a ton of attitude—that I was the best wife EVERRR (valley girl speak) and that he was lucky to have me.
Some people are so incredibly proficient that even on an off-day their half-ass work is better than most people’s best.
My friend can grade diamonds like a Mofo. Without a microscope. In the dark. With her eyes closed. And never get it wrong.
It’s a superpower what can I say?
So best is subjective. It morphs and changes. You have to consider all sorts of outside influences.
How many times have you been introduced to someone with the lead-in being: This guy’s the best________.”
Is he the best? In the world or in a five block radius? Who determines that? Did someone take a poll? Did his mother get to vote 17,000 times?
How do we ever really know if someone or something is The Best?
I am the best writer.
In.
this.
room. (which is currently void of other human beings).
Donald Trump is the best candidate for President of these United States.
Who says? He does. Loudly and often.
We, the voters will be the judge of that—so, is he doing his best?
I can’t tell.
If he wins he’ll say he did. If he loses the nomination he’ll say he was distracted, misunderstood, or that we’re too stupid to recognize greatness.
Either way, was his best good enough?
I suppose I’m becoming less and less impressed with the word best.
Best by whose standards?
Our own or society at large?
When we chase wanting to be the best at something what are we running after?
My best is constantly changing. These days I go more for a feeling.
Am I proud of what I just produced?
Also, is it unique in some way? Or is it the same old, same old, re-hashed, 2.0 version of somebody else’s best?
What do you guys think? Has best lost its sparkle? How do YOU determine if something is The Best?
Does that joint at the corner really have THE BEST pizza in town or is that just a marketing ploy?
You really are THE BEST readers of any blog EVER! (I know because I can feel it) and I’d love to hear your thoughts on this.
xox
