HOW I MADE FRIENDS WITH REALITY

I'm going to first tell you something that in my grandmother would've elicited a five-oy
alarm: "Oy-oy-oy-oy-oy." (Laughter) And here it is ... are you ready? OK. I have stage IV lung
cancer. Oh, I know, "poor me." I don't feel that way. I'm so OK with it. And granted, I have
certain advantages -- not everybody can take so cavalier an attitude. I don't have young
children. I have a grown daughter who's brilliant and happy and wonderful. I don't have huge
financial stress. My cancer isn't that aggressive. It's kind of like the Democratic leadership –
Pertama-tama saya akan menjelaskan sesuatu bahwa nenek saya akan bilang Oy 5x “Oy-oy-
oy-oy-oy”. Dan ini dia.... apakah kamu siap? baik. Saya menderita kanker paru-paru stadium
4. Ya, saya tau, kasihan sekali saya. Saya tidak merasa seperti itu. Saya merasa baik-baik
saja dengan hal itu. Dan memang, saya punya kelebihan tertentu – tidak semua orang bisa
bersikap begitu angkuh. Saya tidak punya anak kecil. Saya punya anak perempuan remaja
yang cemerlang, bahagia, dan luar biasa. Saya tidak punya tekanan finansial yang besar.
Kanker saya tidak begitu agresif. Jenisnya seperti kepemimpinan demokratis.

Elicited: muncul
Granted: diberikan; memang
Certain: tertentu
Cavalier: angkuh
Briliant: cemerlang

not convinced it can win. It's basically just sitting there, waiting for Goldman Sachs to give it
some money. Oh, and the best thing of all -- I have a major accomplishment under my
belt. Yes. I didn't even know it until someone tweeted me a year ago. And here's what they
said: "You are responsible for the pussification of the American male." Not that I can take all the
credit, but ... But what if you don't have my advantages? The only advice I can give you is to
do what I did: make friends with reality. You couldn't have a worse relationship with reality
than I did. From the get-go, I wasn't even attracted to reality. If they'd had Tinder when I met
reality, I would have swiped left and the whole thing would have been over. And reality and I
-- we don't share the same values, the same goals -- To be honest, I don't have goals; I have
fantasies. They're exactly like goals but without the hard work.

Tidak yakin itu akan menang. Pada dasarnya hanya duduk di sana, menunggu Goldman Sachs
memberikan uangnya. Dan hal terbaik adalah saya punya prestasi besar. Saya tidak pernah tau
sampai seseorang tweet ke saya setahun yang lalu. Dan inilah yang mereka katakan “...”. bukan
berarti saya dapat mengambil seluruh kredit, tapi..... tapi bagaimana kalau kamu tidak memiliki
kelebihan saya? Satu-satunya aran yang dapat saya berikan adalah melakukan apa yang saya
lakukan: berteman dengan kenyataan. Kamu tidak boleh mempunyai hubungan buruk dengan
kenyataan daripada saya. Dari awal, saya bahkan tidak tertarik dengan kenyataan. Kalau
mereka punya Tinder ketika saya menghadapi kenyataan, saya akan geser kiri dan semuanya
akan berakhir. Dan kenyataan dan saya – kita tidak berbagi nilai yang sama, tujuan yang sama
– jujur, saya tidak punya tujuan; saya punya fantasi. Mereka semua benar-benar seperti tujuan
tapi tanpa kerja keras.
Convinced: yakin
Basically: pada dasarnya
Goldman Sachs adalah bank investasi global berkantor pusat di New York yang dijuluki
“Perunding Andal Wall Street #1”.
have (something) under (one's) belt (IDIOMS)
To have some achievement, accomplishment,or record attributed to one's career or reputati
on.
To have something learned or mastered.
Responsible: bertanggung jawab
Pussification: the act or process
Get go: mulai, awal
Attracted: tertarik
Exactly: persis

I'm not a big fan of hard work, but you know reality -- it's either push, push, push, push,
push through its agent, the executive brain function -- one of the "yays" of dying: my executive
brain function won't have me to kick around anymore. But something happened that made me
realize that reality may not be reality. So what happened was, because I basically wanted
reality to leave me alone -- but I wanted to be left alone in a nice house with a Wolf range and
Sub-Zero refrigerator ... private yoga lessons -- I ended up with a development deal at
Disney. And one day I found myself in my new office on Two Dopey Drive -- which reality
thought I should be proud of ... And I'm staring at the present they sent me to celebrate my arrival
-- not the Lalique vase or the grand piano I've heard of other people getting, but a three-foot-
tall, stuffed Mickey Mouse with a catalog, in case I wanted to order some more stuff that didn't
jibe with my aesthetic. And when I looked up in the catalog to see how much this three-foot-
high mouse cost, here's how it was described ... "Life-sized." And that's when I knew. Reality
wasn't "reality." Reality was an imposter.

Saya bukan pekerja keras, tapi kamu tau kenyataan – itu baik dorong, dorong, dorong, dorong
melalui agennya, fungsi otak yang eksekutif – satu dari “yays” dari sekarat: fungsi eksekutif otak
saya tidak akan membuat saya untuk menendang lagi. Tetapi sesuatu terjadi yang membuat
saya menyadari bahwa kenyataan mungkin bukan kenyataan. Lalu yang terjadi adalah, karena
saya didasari dengan keinginan untuk kenyataan tinggalkan saya sendiri – tapi saya ingin sendiri
di rumah yang bagus dengan beberapa serigala. Privat yoga – saya akhiri dengan kesepakatan
pengembangan di disney. Dan pada suatu hari saya menemukan diri saya di kantor baru Two
Dopey Drive – yang kenyataannya saya harus bangga.... dan saya menatap pada saat itu mereka
mengirim saya untuk merayakan kedatangan saya – bukan vas lalique atau grand piano yang
kudengar seperti orang lain, tapi mickey mouse yang lengkap dengan katalog, kalau-kalau saya
ingin memesan lebih banyak barang yang tidak sesuai dengan estetika saya. Dan ketika saya
melihat katalognya untuk melihat berapa harga mickey mousenya, begini cara
menjelaskannya.... “life-sized”. Dan saat itulah saya tahu. Kenyataan bukanlah kenyataan,
kenyataan adalah penipu.

Realize: menyadari
Staring: menatap
In case: dalam hal
Imposter: penipu

So I dived into quantum physics and chaos theory to try to find actual reality, and I've just
finished a movie -- yes, finally finished -- about all that, so I won't go into it here, and anyway,
it wasn't until after we shot the movie, when I broke my leg and then it didn't heal, so then they
had to do another surgery a year later, and then that took a year -- two years in a
wheelchair, and that's when I came into contact with actual reality: limits.

Lalu saya terjun ke fisika kuantum dan teori chaos untuk mencoba menemukan kenyataan
yang sebenarnya, dan saya hanya menyelesaikan filmnya – ya, akhirnya selesai – tentang
semua itu, saya tidak mau masuk kesana, dan bagaimanapun, itu tidak luput setelah kami
merekam film, ketika kaki saya patah dan kemudian itu tidak sembuh, lalu mereka harus
melakukan operasi lain setahun kemudain, dan itu butuh waktu beberapa tahun – 2 tahun di
kursi roda, dan itulah ketika saya masuk ke dalam kontrak dengan kenyataan yang
sebenarnya.

Dived: menyelam
Quantum: kuantum
Anyway: bagaimanapun
Heal: sembuh
Wheelchair: kursi roda
Those very limits I'd spent my whole life denying and pushing past and ignoring were real, and
I had to deal with them, and they took imagination, creativity and my entire skill set. It turned
out I was great at actual reality. I didn't just come to terms with it, I fell in love. And I should've
known, given my equally shaky relationship with the zeitgeist ... I'll just say, if anyone is in the
market for a Betamax -- I should have known that the moment I fell in love with reality, the rest
of the country would decide to go in the opposite direction. But I'm not here to talk about Trump
or the alt-right or climate-change deniers or even the makers of this thing, which I would have
called a box, except that right here, it says, "This is not a box." They're gaslighting me.

But what I do want to talk about is a personal challenge to reality that I take personally, and I
want to preface it by saying that I absolutely love science. I have this -- not a scientist myself
-- but an uncanny ability to understand everything about science, except the actual science -
- which is math. But the most outlandish concepts make sense to me. The string theory; the
idea that all of reality emanates from the vibrations of these teeny -- I call it "The Big
Twang." Wave-particle duality: the idea that one thing can manifest as two things ... you
know? That a photon can manifest as a wave and a particle coincided with my deepest
intuitions that people are good and bad, ideas are right and wrong. Freud was right about
penis envy and he was wrong about who has it.

And then there's this slight variation on that, which is reality looks like two things, but it turns
out to be the interaction of those two things, like space -- time, mass -- energy and life and
death. So I don't understand -- I simply just don't understand the mindset of people who are
out to "defeat death" and "overcome death." How do you do that? How do you defeat death
without killing off life? It doesn't make sense to me.

I also have to say, I find it incredibly ungrateful. I mean, you're given this extraordinary gift -
- life -- but it's as if you had asked Santa for a Rolls-Royce Silver Shadow and you had gotten
a salad spinner instead. You know, it's the beef -- the beef with it is that it comes with an
expiration date. Death is the deal breaker. I don't get that. I don't understand -- to me, it's
disrespectful. It's disrespectful to nature. The idea that we're going to dominate nature, we're
going to master nature, nature is too weak to withstand our intellect -- no, I don't think so. I
think if you've actually read quantum physics as I have -- well, I read an email from someone
who'd read it, but -- You have to understand that we don't live in Newton's clockwork universe
anymore. We live in a banana peel universe, and we won't ever be able to know everything or
control everything or predict everything. Nature is like a self-driving car. The best we can be
is like the old woman in that joke -- I don't know if you've heard it. An old woman is driving with
her middle-aged daughter in the passenger seat, and the mother goes right through a red
light. And the daughter doesn't want to say anything that makes it sound like, "You're too old
to drive," so she didn't say anything. And then the mother goes through a second red light, and
the daughter, as tactfully as possible, says, "Mom, are you aware that you just went through
two red lights?" And the mother says, "Oh, am I driving?"

So ... and now, I'm going to take a mental leap, which is easy for me because I'm the Evel
Knievel of mental leaps; my license plate says, "Cogito, ergo zoom." I hope you're willing to
come with me on this, but my real problem with the mindset that is so out to defeat death is if
you're anti-death, which to me translates as anti-life, which to me translates as anti-nature, it
also translates to me as anti-woman, because women have long been identified with
nature. And my source on this is Hannah Arendt, the German philosopher who wrote a book
called "The Human Condition." And in it, she says that classically, work is associated with
men. Work is what comes out of the head; it's what we invent, it's what we create, it's how we
leave our mark upon the world. Whereas labor is associated with the body. It's associated with
the people who perform labor or undergo labor. So to me, the mindset that denies that, that
denies that we're in sync with the biorhythms, the cyclical rhythms of the universe, does not
create a hospitable environment for women or for people associated with labor, which is to
say, people that we associate as descendants of slaves, or people who perform manual labor.

So here's how it looks from a banana-peel-universe point of view, from my mindset, which I
call "Emily's universe." First of all, I am incredibly grateful for life, but I don't want to be
immortal. I have no interest in having my name live on after me. In fact, I don't want it
to, because it's been my observation that no matter how nice and how brilliant or how talented
you are, 50 years after you die, they turn on you. And I have actual proof of that. A headline
from the Los Angeles Times: "Anne Frank: Not so nice after all."

Plus, I love being in sync with the cyclical rhythms of the universe. That's what's so
extraordinary about life: it's a cycle of generation, degeneration, regeneration. "I" am just a
collection of particles that is arranged into this pattern, then will decompose and be
available, all of its constituent parts, to nature, to reorganize into another pattern. To me, that
is so exciting, and it makes me even more grateful to be part of that process.

You know, I look at death now from the point of view of a German biologist, Andreas
Weber, who looks at it as part of the gift economy. You're given this enormous gift, life, you
enrich it as best you can, and then you give it back. And, you know, Auntie Mame said, "Life
is a banquet" -- well, I've eaten my fill. I have had an enormous appetite for life, I've consumed
life, but in death, I'm going to be consumed. I'm going into the ground just the way I am, and
there, I invite every microbe and detritus-er and decomposer to have their fill. I think they'll find
me delicious.

So the best thing about my attitude, I think, is that it's real. You can see it. You can observe
it. It actually happens. Well, maybe not my enriching the gift, I don't know about that -- but my
life has certainly been enriched by other people. By TED, which introduced me to a whole
network of people who have enriched my life, including Tricia McGillis, my website
designer, who's working with my wonderful daughter to take my website and turn it into
something where all I have to do is write a blog. I don't have to use the executive brain function
... Ha, ha, ha, I win!

And I am so grateful to you. I don't want to say "the audience," because I don't really see it as
we're two separate things. I think of it in terms of quantum physics, again. And, you know,
quantum physicists are not exactly sure what happens when the wave becomes a
particle. There are different theories -- the collapse of the wave function, decoherence -- but
they're all agreed on one thing: that reality comes into being through an interaction. (Voice
breaking) So do you. And every audience I've ever had, past and present. Thank you so much
for making my life real.