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im going to explode.
between sociology readings and cracking open old nietzche, sartre, and excerpts from Marx...i find myself overwhelmed by the ignorance and the selfishness expressed by this country and its people every day. Every day its something. if its not an adolescent crying because her father wont purchase a designer object for her (which she desires because everyone her age around her has it...there fore of course, she must have it too.) or the fact that we are given the gift of democracy...and an atrocious number of people still dont vote. whether it be because they were getting a manicure, or they were too busy playing that wonderful game of golf...
...on the plot of land that they made completely void of fauna so that some polo ralph lauren clad business men can get off on hitting a little white ball around with a metal stick. It's too salty, it's too short, it's too small., there's not enough, we want bigger, we want better, we want more....and when we get it. our expectations grow along with it.
this world is a constant dance made of 4 steps....1 forward, 3 backward.
"someone else will do it" a common misconception. did you know that in the mid 80s there was a stabbing in a queens housing project. 6.....SIX.....people saw it happen from their windows. and NONE of the SIX called the police because they all thought "someone else will do it" the murderer RETURNED....and STABBED HER AGAIN TO ASSURE SHE WAS DEAD. and again....no one called. it wasnt until 4 hours later that a passer-by decided to not be a complete lazy selfish moron and made the call.
it makes me sick.
While we waste away in our personal sorrows...{ie..oh no my girlfriend broke up with me. oh no im too fat. oh no i cant afford the new luois vuitton clutch} there are MILLIONS. MILLIONS of people trying to find a place to live...trying to feed themselves...clothe themselves. OH and there are MILLLIONS more trying to find a place for them and their 3 or 4 or 5or 7 kids to live.
While women are busily reading the nutrition information on the back of a pack of M&Ms...hoping that its not more than their daily allowance...millions of women elsewhere are forced to obey a harsh set of rules day to day...who will never understand what its like to walk outside on a hot summer day in a tank top and skirt...or to go to work and request a man to do something. she will forever be locked into submission.
I'm not saying we always need a legitimate reason for our pain and tears. what im saying is that maybe...before you start whining to me about how unfair life is because someone stole your ipod....or you gained 2 pounds....or you lose your pack of cigarettes and are pissed that you need to buy more...
stop.
take a look around you.
realize that our lives are PRIVELAGED.
and we are FORTUNATE.
and although we will feel pain...we will never...ever...understand the pain of those less fortunate than us.
now go outside. smell the flowers. and DO give a dollar to the salvation army guy next time.
between sociology readings and cracking open old nietzche, sartre, and excerpts from Marx...i find myself overwhelmed by the ignorance and the selfishness expressed by this country and its people every day. Every day its something. if its not an adolescent crying because her father wont purchase a designer object for her (which she desires because everyone her age around her has it...there fore of course, she must have it too.) or the fact that we are given the gift of democracy...and an atrocious number of people still dont vote. whether it be because they were getting a manicure, or they were too busy playing that wonderful game of golf...
...on the plot of land that they made completely void of fauna so that some polo ralph lauren clad business men can get off on hitting a little white ball around with a metal stick. It's too salty, it's too short, it's too small., there's not enough, we want bigger, we want better, we want more....and when we get it. our expectations grow along with it.
this world is a constant dance made of 4 steps....1 forward, 3 backward.
"someone else will do it" a common misconception. did you know that in the mid 80s there was a stabbing in a queens housing project. 6.....SIX.....people saw it happen from their windows. and NONE of the SIX called the police because they all thought "someone else will do it" the murderer RETURNED....and STABBED HER AGAIN TO ASSURE SHE WAS DEAD. and again....no one called. it wasnt until 4 hours later that a passer-by decided to not be a complete lazy selfish moron and made the call.
it makes me sick.
While we waste away in our personal sorrows...{ie..oh no my girlfriend broke up with me. oh no im too fat. oh no i cant afford the new luois vuitton clutch} there are MILLIONS. MILLIONS of people trying to find a place to live...trying to feed themselves...clothe themselves. OH and there are MILLLIONS more trying to find a place for them and their 3 or 4 or 5or 7 kids to live.
While women are busily reading the nutrition information on the back of a pack of M&Ms...hoping that its not more than their daily allowance...millions of women elsewhere are forced to obey a harsh set of rules day to day...who will never understand what its like to walk outside on a hot summer day in a tank top and skirt...or to go to work and request a man to do something. she will forever be locked into submission.
I'm not saying we always need a legitimate reason for our pain and tears. what im saying is that maybe...before you start whining to me about how unfair life is because someone stole your ipod....or you gained 2 pounds....or you lose your pack of cigarettes and are pissed that you need to buy more...
stop.
take a look around you.
realize that our lives are PRIVELAGED.
and we are FORTUNATE.
and although we will feel pain...we will never...ever...understand the pain of those less fortunate than us.
now go outside. smell the flowers. and DO give a dollar to the salvation army guy next time.