So, like it or not, we are in/bordering on a recession. At the very least tough economic times. The proof is right out in the open. Gas prices, food prices, the destruction of the middle class, etc etc etc. We are in a war. Is it just? probably not. Will it end anytime soon? probably not. But then again you have heard all of that 100 times before and I am sorry for repeating it, but it is a good segway.
Do we really need retractable awnings for our patios? I mean if you can afford the finer things in life and want to afford yourself that luxury then go for it. I view it as a microcosm. People still use Xpeeps (as if using it in the first place is even remotely acceptable) and its depressing.
As much as I agree with the people around me and many of the artists I support I am forced to step out of my little DIY world and see that we/ I am the minority. A small minority. I mean, I will call myself out. I love Maury Povich and Steve Wilkos. Yes this programming is garbage but I need some kind of bullshit drama to function. At the same time. Does it really matter which coke-fueled starlettes vag is hanging out? Does it matter that Angelina Jolie is having twins?
I am not saying that you (or I for that matter) have to surround yourself with the dismal conditions that we live in now and are on the horizon but they are a big part of what will shape the years to come.
When did apathy become cool?
I feel sorry for any child being brought into the world with the way things are going.
I know this sounds like your typical leftist psycho-babble but it is my reality. I can not accept other people's realities in a time like this. You don't have to march on washington, or go freegan but to me, at least acknowledging what is going on and what possible scenarios we may come up against can be a huge huge huge weapon to hopefully change this world we live in (when I say world I am not even referring to the Earth a whole, but the little environments we find ourselves in).
Maybe apathy is a coping mechanism. I can see that. Everything is fucked so fuck it. Its easy to get dragged down into that thinking, and even I do. I say this like I am some sort of spokesman. I am a 22 year old kid with anxiety problems and all of the problems that stem from that. I am you. You are me. Or at least I hope.
So what do we do? I wish I knew. Sometimes I feel that seeing things for what they are (insert 3rd eye content here) is a curse. Sometimes I truly wish I could just anesthetize myself like it seems that so many around me have. Does me being me really change anything? Probably not. But talking to like-minded people does give me a glimpse of hope. Even if it just a mirage, its still hope. So for now do that. Talk to your friends about things around you. Things you like, things you don't like, Utopian society ideas, etc. I can not and will not pretend I have any clear answers or this should be taken as some kind of a manifesto, I am just trying to practice what I preach. Lets talk