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why do i argue?
why do i bother? i never win. i barely ever accomplish anything useful. i rarely even provoke a lasting thought that can change anything.
yet i keep doing it. i keep on arguing. why?
why can't i just give in, accept the facts whether i like them or not, and at least try to have a semblance of grace in the face of inevitability? why do i have to kick and scream and rail against what seems to be so obviously my fate?
in different and various places on the internet, i have seen people make scathing comments about attitude that people my generation and younger have toward society at large...remarks that say we have an undeserved sense of entitlement, and/or a feeling that the "world owes us something". i can tell them why we appear to have those attitudes. it's easy to explain. when i was young, i was taught, almost verbatim, that my life would be - and could be - anything i chose to make of it. that i would have the power to make decisions that would decree the course of my life. that i could, basically, do anything. a lot of my peers have said the same things. apparently, our teachers and parents and society lied. our choices, by and large, mean diddly. we were promised power, at least over ourselves if nothing else, and we have none. so we look for it. we try to manufacture it if we can.
and i guess, in the case of myself, that we kick and scream and rail when we have any little tiny bit of it taken away...no matter how obviously fated it was that it would be gone.
why do i bother? i never win. i barely ever accomplish anything useful. i rarely even provoke a lasting thought that can change anything.
yet i keep doing it. i keep on arguing. why?
why can't i just give in, accept the facts whether i like them or not, and at least try to have a semblance of grace in the face of inevitability? why do i have to kick and scream and rail against what seems to be so obviously my fate?
in different and various places on the internet, i have seen people make scathing comments about attitude that people my generation and younger have toward society at large...remarks that say we have an undeserved sense of entitlement, and/or a feeling that the "world owes us something". i can tell them why we appear to have those attitudes. it's easy to explain. when i was young, i was taught, almost verbatim, that my life would be - and could be - anything i chose to make of it. that i would have the power to make decisions that would decree the course of my life. that i could, basically, do anything. a lot of my peers have said the same things. apparently, our teachers and parents and society lied. our choices, by and large, mean diddly. we were promised power, at least over ourselves if nothing else, and we have none. so we look for it. we try to manufacture it if we can.
and i guess, in the case of myself, that we kick and scream and rail when we have any little tiny bit of it taken away...no matter how obviously fated it was that it would be gone.