ACCORDING to a new report, boredom can kill us.
I must therefore conclude that my Facebook friends are
slowly murdering me with detailed updates on their antics. (In lieu of flowers
at my funeral, send donations to The International Luddites Preserve, a charity
that enables people to wander around dedicated parkland that’s free from the
sight of others babbling into cellphones or pawing at crackberries.)
I finally understand why everyone but yours truly seems to
be signing up for all those money-making courses and holistic workshops and
tango marathons and weed-whacking competitions, and to be volunteering for
every last vegan bake sale and twig clean-up and cat-hair braiding seminar. But
in saving themselves from death by boredom, do my acquaintances have to crucify
me by keeping me abreast of their shenanigans?
Of course, in their frenzied pursuit of all that activity
they probably missed the international news re: ennui. According to the Globe
and Mail, in the late 1980s, University College London examined the responses
made by some 7,500 35-55-year-old British civil servants to the question of how
bored they’d been over the previous month. Then, in April, 2009, the authors of
the report combed the registry records to see which of these people had passed
away. Respondents who had whinged that they’d suffered “a great deal” of
boredom were 40 percent more likely to have died of heart disease, despite
having shown no evidence of a predisposition for it.
The university used these results to jump to a few
conclusions. “We found that those who report quite a lot or a great deal of
boredom are more likely to be younger, to be women, to rate their health worse,
to be in low employment grades and to report lower activity levels,” wrote
authors Annie Britton and Martin Shipley. They felt that these cubicle potatoes
may have attempted to conquer their anomie via drug abuse, smoking or drinking,
which then led to an early demise.
Boredom is a curious thing, as it’s based entirely on one’s
personal point of view. It’s not as though there’s an unbiased monitor of
what’s dull and what isn’t.
My guess is that in February, 2010 in Vancouver, few of us are bored. There is more to do here today than there
has ever been before. But those of us who still feel listless in the face of
the Winter Olympic fervour needn’t despair. In this day and age, there’s always
somebody ready to give us idiotic advice on even the dumbest topics. Check out www.wikihow.com/Overcome-Boredom.
You’ve never seen more stultifying counsel.
“There are lots of reasons one might be bored,” this online
how-to guide informs us cannily. “The most common one is that you have no idea
what to do. But other reasons might be you feel lazy or tired or just don’t
want to do the things that are available for you to do.”
First step, according to Wikihow, which seems to have razor-sharp
psychological acumen: “Try to figure out why you are bored.” Then, “Attempt to
change your thoughts.”
If you reach a dead end there, here are some other inspired
options suggested on the site: Talk to other people; “go through some motions,”
whatever that means; and, my favourite, keep a journal. Gosh, that journal
would be some mighty good readin’, eh? “Deaaaarrrr Diaaaaarrrrrryyyyyy, I am
bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored. I tried talking to
a librarian, then I went through some motions, but I felt myself nodding off,
which was sooooooooooo boring. Now I’m going to try something else Wikihow
suggests – painting my nails an ‘odd or interesting colour.’ ”
Not feeling the love yet? Wikihow has some more sage advice.
“Bake something. Note: make sure you
actually have some baking skills before burning your house down!”
Alternatively, “Make a list of everything you want to do
before you die. Note: this is not
supposed to be depressing or suicidal.” Wow, Wikihow – you cover all the
bases.
Here’s another shrewd pointer. “Reminisce about the good
summers you used to have.” (Note the use of the past tense.) “You can write a
novel about it.” (It’s true, you can. But must you?)
Even more advice on giving yourself a thrill-a-minute comes
from Wikihow, which is fast becoming my most useful news source. “Make a list
of everything you can do with a penny. Flip it? Put it in your shoe? Get a
gumball? Go to Home Depot? Give it to a hobo? Be creative.” I can just imagine
the reaction you’d get from a “hobo” --especially in Vancouver over the next
fortnight -- if you were to give him a penny. It would be exciting, I’ll grant
you that.
“Say something to a random person and make a random face!”
says Wikihow, blissfully unaware that this is how world wars start.
But at this point on its list of tips, Wikihow is tired of
watching its readers pout. It wishes to play the blame game. “If you are easily
bored, look within,” it suggests, Zen-like. “A bored person might be a boring
person.”
Really? Oh, dear. With that condemnation, some of us may
begin grappling with self-esteem issues. Wikihow has, so to speak, an app for
that. Apparently you can instantly become interesting, just by doing this. “In
the middle of a crowded public place just start staring at the ceiling. Have
your friends do it in another area close by and keep up with your scores of how
many people you get to look at the ceiling.”
I’d like to finish these instructions for Wikihow, as it
appears to have lost interest in fully fleshing out this scheme. Here goes.
After you count how many people you have gotten to look at the ceiling, apply
for U.K. citizenship. As soon as you receive it, join the British civil
service. It must need new recruits, and with Wikihow’s support, your speedy
rise to the top is guaranteed.