Thoughts and random ideas that are more journalistic and op-ed than initially intended. The exposition of my heart, soul and guts is found on my poetry blog.
what are we becoming?
the first snowflakes are falling. i had thought to share this fact in the current style of accepted communication, with a post on facebook but my increasing disaffection with the way we share kept getting in the way. posting and texting engenders an artificial closeness. we share our pleasure at the antics of an angry cat but ignore the rising death toll in syria. we bitstrip our moods and ignore the fact that the earth is collapsing politically, economically and environmentally around us.
i spent some time this morning on youtube, looking for a video i had previous viewed; an opinion piece on how god does not hate homosexuals which i had intended to share with my circle of friends. i persist in sharing the news and other items i find insightful and relevant, although they seem to get not much in the way of notice.
the world has become a smallish place; news , information and knowledge on anything and everything waits for us in the electronic jungle. i find it an ironic tragedy that at a time when you can learn everything about anything, most chose instead to become incredibly well-versed on the antics of justin beiber and his ilk and pay little attention to the complete erosion of women’s right in the united states or other current and relevant problems; that websites and celebrities endorsing weight loss are visited regularly and their products purchased but no one can spare money for food or medicines for the hungry and sick, locally or abroad.
my search did not yield the video i sought and i gave up after scrolling through twelve pages of nasty, horrifyingly hateful videos, some blatantly foul, some with their evil hidden under the guise of religion and love. the headline news this morning was no better. eliminating the obvious updates about wars and economic woes left me with human interest stories that lacked humanity. they featured cold, rude, and selfish people doing incredibly nasty things for no other reason but that they could, and saw no reason not to.
civility is disappearing. mean-spiritedness, nastiness, insular, and selfish attitudes are becoming the norm. we are immersed in the unreal world of the online and it is disconnecting us from life. people who care about the world, about politics, about life, about shaping society and the future are endangered. they are being replaced by individuals who celebrate the cult of fame, who revel in ignorance, who admire selfishness and greed, who think that free time should be spend not in the world, not in education or in self -improvement, not in helping others or shaping society, but on bettering their scores on the app of the moment.
we are rapidly devolving into morlochs and it appears that there are few elois left to offset the effect.
First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.Martin Niemoller
(via iamnotyourexcuse) an old one and a good one, especially in this day and age when we give up our freedoms so easily, as long as they throw in a few key words like “security” or “terrorist” threat and the argument that “if you are not guilty then why should you object” has become acceptable”
if you struggle with depression, you wake up every day thinking that today will be different…you will be positive, you will be open, you will find the joy in the small things, you will not lie down on the couch for ten hours when the work day is done, you will not explode with rage…
the unexpected is a killer for depressed people - side note, we need a new name since “depressed” conjures up a vision of unimaginable sadness and a sea of used tissue surrounding a collapsed form incapacitated by weeping…some days i think i woul welcome the tears since the truth about depression, at least for me, is that it is akin to nothingness; it is inertia and futility with a quick leap into rage at the slightest setback, …
i do not roll with the punches, i have lost my ability to believe in que sera sera…if things don’t go according to plan there is a strong possibility that i will lose it, at least on an internal level…i have, however,maintained enough self control and awareness to recognize that stomping around the shopping mall and screaming and kicking over the garbage cans because the cell phone tech made a mistake while upgrading my phone and cut off my service is likely to get me not sympathy but jail time…
it is a tiring way to live…
Stephen King (via story-dj)