A (rambling) Change of Pace

[Salty]

I guess there will always be fresh truckloads of idealists, wishful thinkers, libertarians and other sorts of ignorant people who are under the impression that they too can enact real social change in this overflowing little bit of culture we've grown for ourselves.

And they will always get their garters in a twist over the people who aren't doing anything about The Big Problem. I sure would like to see some changes. I'd like education systems that focus on explaining the differences between gender and sex, maybe even going into detail into the history of gender throughout humanity/the impact it has had on our laws and culture/the subtleties that and ignorance of gender issues that cause inequality, violence, and injustice in a supposedly modern society/etc. I'd also like it very much if humans would rape other humans less. I'd like news sources to be held more accountable for the manner in which they spread information. But now I'm REALLY getting idealistic.

I don't want to do that. I've had enough of that. Besides, I don't really want those things. All the way deep down at the core I want it all to burn. I want us to start over and I'm not all that worried about keeping records of the things we've built thus far. Is that nihilistic, anti-social, self-defeating and/or unproductively misanthropic. You betcha. I don't mind that either. But don't confuse it for apathy. I am not apathetic towards the undoing of what we humans have accomplished, I want it bad. Maybe one day when the skylines are in flames and I've personally lost everything I've actually valued in my life I'll see things differently. But that day is not today. And somehow I doubt that my perspective will change that much.

Is that a filter I've given myself? I worry about that, that my hatred for the core of civilization and humanity itself is just another party hat to wear while I live out my tepid life as another white male, slowly but surely reaching middle class. I am welcome to alternatives.

I can still see the raw beauty around me, the natural flow of things beyond my small, weak sense of control. I see that. And I can see it just another filter, one to avoid the trampling of that very essence that goes on unhindered, unfettered, for the sake of progress! Oops. Guess it's that OTHER filter stepping in again.

I live in one of the few raw places left in America, as far as I've seen anyhow. Even here it is all etched away slowly, replaced with strip malls and condos and SINGLE FAMILY HOMES AVAILABLE NOW! each on the same. The same antennae sticking out bringing in the outside world, the Real World with Real Housewives and Real Porn Stars and Real Culture and Real People debating Real Things that Really FUCKING MATTER. The places that haven't been filled with that SHIT have giant LAND FOR SALE signs, ripe for the fucking.

I see cell towers popping up all over the Last Frontier, pipelining sweet, sweet media to your gluttonous face whether you need it or not. I see an infrastructure being built that might in another kind of humanity create a means of communicating the needs of the weak and strong, the powerful and the hungry. I see the kind of technology spreading that would have made the founder of Modern Democracy As We Know It shit they breeches at the sheer enormity of possibility. 1 voice, 1 vote, 1 movement towards true and real freedom though the mighty, mighty tool of communication. And I see people using it to post which restaurant they're overfeeding their stupid face with. Some of these people are friends of mine. Good friends who care (kind of) about social issues like the one's I mentioned earlier.

You know what I blame? Warehouse 13 and True Blood and all THAT OTHER SHIT. That SHIT that might even be good television (not Warehouse 13, that's straight up hackery, yo. I wanna claw my eyes out whenever it's on.) But it is one small part of the shit that keeps people from getting off their stupid asses to actually DO SOMETHING TO STOP THE GIANT FUCKING WRECKING BALL THAT'S HEADING FOR THEIR OWN STUPID FACES.

But don't mind that. Or me. I'm just barking from behind another filter. This one isn't any more real than any other.

There's beauty in the hillsides, in a single snowflake, in a blade of grass.

And my show's on.

And pardon me if I don't give a shit about your petty annoyances.

OR KILL ME.

[Freeky]

Well said Alty! 

[Eve Hill]

Yes, well said! 

[Icey]

This thing here. I like it.

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Rambling my ass, that's a great piece Alty.

[Jenne]

Sooo much well said here, Alty--I can't deconstruct it for replying because it just gels all too well together.  Nice "rambling" you got, thar.