Do you believe your life has purpose?
I did at some point. It probably came from paying too much attention to the moral lessons that a fictional man dressed as a bat seemed to have attached to him.
I've never been a religious man by any means, but in a way, I worshipped Justice.
I dedicated my life to the pursuit of justice in all its forms. Criminal, civil, social justice. These are all things that people can agree on. That we need something that makes things right, to resolve conflict without us trying to murder one another until neither side is left standing. That's a good thing, right?
Well there, to paraphrase The Bard, lies the rub.
It doesn't exist. At least not anymore.
Israel and Palestine are still trying to burn each other off the map.
Pro lifers attach or throw explosives into clinics, or shame people going in to keep an organism going long enough that it acheives sentience, when the added difficulty and pain the mother faces is considered irrelevant, or for some reason that actual LIVE children who desperately want a home and a family are considered unimportant compared to protoplasm.
People who love each other dearly don't get the same rights because they have similar sex organs, just to placate people who have had power for thousands of years.
Innocent children are forced to mine for diamonds for a soulless corporation, while sleeping with one eye open to make sure the militia doesn't take them or start slaughtering their village.
Indigenous peoples are forced to live in the shittiest lands that a bunch of square-headed puritans said they could have, after said puritans tried to wipe their culture off the face of the earth, as well as pillaging their homes, raping their women and children, and murdering their leaders.
Women in countries without the Doctrine of The Two Swords are stoned to death for someone else forcing themselves upon them. Or stolen from their home countries and set up as whores for the amusement of the traffickers that take them.
How do you argue the necessity and respect of a system that routinely does as much damage as it seeks to mitigate?
And how does someone who needs to fight for what they believe in do so, when they don't even believe in what they fight for anymore? What are you supposed to do, shrug off what you saw as your purpose and just get a normal meandering job, 2.3 kids, spouse on antidepressants and fade into the mediocrity? I was always taught that you could strive for something greater. How is that a greater purpose, to just go with the flow and accept things? Just say "life sucks" while you feel yourself physically and spiritually die a little more everyday?! Some people are content with being Deskjob Daves and Suzie Homemakers. Fuck that bullshit. I want to spend my life fighting for a cause I have faith in, not dropping a few more worthless brood into the already overcrowded genetic fuckup that is the human race.
So I have nothing worth fighting for, and there will a snow storm in every layer of Hell before I just do what everyone seems to be willing to do.
So what am I left with?
I've never been a religious man by any means, but in a way, I worshipped Justice.
I dedicated my life to the pursuit of justice in all its forms. Criminal, civil, social justice. These are all things that people can agree on. That we need something that makes things right, to resolve conflict without us trying to murder one another until neither side is left standing. That's a good thing, right?
Well there, to paraphrase The Bard, lies the rub.
It doesn't exist. At least not anymore.
Israel and Palestine are still trying to burn each other off the map.
Pro lifers attach or throw explosives into clinics, or shame people going in to keep an organism going long enough that it acheives sentience, when the added difficulty and pain the mother faces is considered irrelevant, or for some reason that actual LIVE children who desperately want a home and a family are considered unimportant compared to protoplasm.
People who love each other dearly don't get the same rights because they have similar sex organs, just to placate people who have had power for thousands of years.
Innocent children are forced to mine for diamonds for a soulless corporation, while sleeping with one eye open to make sure the militia doesn't take them or start slaughtering their village.
Indigenous peoples are forced to live in the shittiest lands that a bunch of square-headed puritans said they could have, after said puritans tried to wipe their culture off the face of the earth, as well as pillaging their homes, raping their women and children, and murdering their leaders.
Women in countries without the Doctrine of The Two Swords are stoned to death for someone else forcing themselves upon them. Or stolen from their home countries and set up as whores for the amusement of the traffickers that take them.
How do you argue the necessity and respect of a system that routinely does as much damage as it seeks to mitigate?
And how does someone who needs to fight for what they believe in do so, when they don't even believe in what they fight for anymore? What are you supposed to do, shrug off what you saw as your purpose and just get a normal meandering job, 2.3 kids, spouse on antidepressants and fade into the mediocrity? I was always taught that you could strive for something greater. How is that a greater purpose, to just go with the flow and accept things? Just say "life sucks" while you feel yourself physically and spiritually die a little more everyday?! Some people are content with being Deskjob Daves and Suzie Homemakers. Fuck that bullshit. I want to spend my life fighting for a cause I have faith in, not dropping a few more worthless brood into the already overcrowded genetic fuckup that is the human race.
So I have nothing worth fighting for, and there will a snow storm in every layer of Hell before I just do what everyone seems to be willing to do.
So what am I left with?