“The wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is Tiggers are wonderful things…”
Tigger was my favourite on the Hundred Acre Campus.
“…bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy
Fun, fun, fun, fun, FUN!”
Recently I was at a meeting, and a comment was made about how someone was being negative.
Not only was this a bit of a bummer, total downer, harshing everyone’s mellow.
It actually violated our Code of Mututal Respect and Cooperation!
Namely Article 9: “Have a positive attitude”
Well. Yes, I knew we had a Code. But I had not internalised this particular requirement, and the more I thought about it the less I liked it.
See, some people are Tiggers, and some people are not.
And you can’t take a pedantic paranoid Piglet and make them into Roo.
Kanga is very nice, but, honestly, just a bit smothering sometimes, and while Rabbit is terribly organised and upbeat, sometimes I just want to hang out with mellow old Pooh and snuffle the hunny.
And the Hundred Acre Campus would not be the same without Eeyore.
See, a Tigger needs a foil.
A forest full of Tiggers would not function.
It takes Eeyore’s moroseness to bring out Pooh’s full creativity.
Christopher bloomin’ Robbin could hold his breath till he turned blue in the face, but that still wouldn’t make Eeyore into a Tigger.
The Eeyores of Academia are essential, in proportion, with the Piglets, they provide harmonic balance to the Tiggers and the Rabbits, and together the whole is greater than any of the parts.
Trying to erase the essential nature of the Eeyores by bureaucratic decree, however well intentioned, is a total bummer.
But it does explain everything.
Always something going on.
“But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is there’s only one”