Sunday, March 5, 2023

Be Different

I think that one of the biggest causes for the collapse of society and relationships in our time is due to one contradiction our society has adopted with little resistance. It is found in the fact that we all want to be seen as special or valued for our uniqueness in a society that publicly endorses uniformity. If everyone is the same, you can’t be special. It’s the flaw in socialism that is ignored in that if everyone has the same outcome, you have little motivation to be more. But, tp this point, it’s hard to BE attractive or see attractive, if everyone is a copy. In that case, anyone would satisfy a functional role that can be replaced, and emotional attachment is decreased, because.. well .. there’s nothing special about them. Uniqueness becomes .. offensive.

Over the last several years, I’ve opposed the current groupthink, to praise and expressed individuality, if for no other reason than to widen the conversation. It USED to be that “liberal arts” meant considering multiple points of view, but that’s come to mean following government dictates. The thing about dictates is they are often used as bait for larger goals that end up controlling the very people they used to get that power, as those in power use their new gift for other goals. It’s like how government implants in Facebook and other media began censorship of vax posts, but now they censor criticism of the President, just like the evolution of every totalitarian government.

And so… uniformity is enacted, and people feel nothing is special, anymore… because it’s not allowed. As for me, it can be summed up in a quote from a character in a movie I like a lot, Demolition Man…

“You see, according to Cocteau's plan I'm the enemy, 'cause I like to think; I like to read. I'm into freedom of speech and freedom of choice. I'm the kind of guy likes to sit in a greasy spoon and wonder - "Gee, should I have the T-bone steak or the jumbo rack of barbecued ribs with the side order of gravy fries?" I WANT high cholesterol. I wanna eat bacon and butter and BUCKETS of cheese, okay? I want to smoke Cuban cigar the size of Cincinnati in the non-smoking section. I want to run through the streets nakedu with green jello all over my body reading playboy magazine. Why? Because I suddenly might feel the need to, okay, pal? I've SEEN the future. Do you know what it is? It's a 47-year-old virgin sittings around in his beige pajamas, drinking a banana-broccoli shake, singing "I'm an Oscar Meyer Wiener"

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