sick society
A Christian pastor says on a radio interview that gay people should be killed (because the Bible tells him so) and other things. He's a professional pain in the ass, though, as he also spends his time giving grief to border patrol. I want to try to understand the point that these scary people are making, but I try to listen and end up just confused instead. I'm really not feeling very reassured about living in this country "of the free". :( I always thought that Europeans had it horribly wrong by making Holocaust denial a crime. Now.... I'm just confused about what I believe on the issue of thought crime.
Several people (gay, straight, or whatever) on my reading list have posted in recent weeks about dealing with the depression in their lives. I've nearly reached the point where I'm willing to delve into the unpleasantness of my own past to explain my own crisis. I dislike that so many people are turning to chemicals to keep their lives whole.
I think that chemicals can be a good short-term solution. There was a time when I should have been using them myself. I'd be happy to hand someone a prescription bottle for whatever it is that will help them get by a little longer with their ailment, but only if I can simultaneously ask them, "If you could redesign yourself or society to make this chemical unnecessary for yourself, what would you change?"
It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
- Jiddu Krishnamurti
I still have stressors to deal with in my own life. I shouldn't be allowing curiosity to take me into additional, unnecessary stress. Me being incurious, though... wouldn't that be an awful state of living. Ick.
Maybe I should swear off LiveJournal and Facebook and news sites until I make a constructive post about my own past, my own crisis and Remaking. Remembering is unpleasant business. It appears, though, that maybe the tipping point has arrived, where the potential benefit finally outweighs the cost.
Several people (gay, straight, or whatever) on my reading list have posted in recent weeks about dealing with the depression in their lives. I've nearly reached the point where I'm willing to delve into the unpleasantness of my own past to explain my own crisis. I dislike that so many people are turning to chemicals to keep their lives whole.
I think that chemicals can be a good short-term solution. There was a time when I should have been using them myself. I'd be happy to hand someone a prescription bottle for whatever it is that will help them get by a little longer with their ailment, but only if I can simultaneously ask them, "If you could redesign yourself or society to make this chemical unnecessary for yourself, what would you change?"
It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
- Jiddu Krishnamurti
I still have stressors to deal with in my own life. I shouldn't be allowing curiosity to take me into additional, unnecessary stress. Me being incurious, though... wouldn't that be an awful state of living. Ick.
Maybe I should swear off LiveJournal and Facebook and news sites until I make a constructive post about my own past, my own crisis and Remaking. Remembering is unpleasant business. It appears, though, that maybe the tipping point has arrived, where the potential benefit finally outweighs the cost.