How Many Times Can You Blow Your Mind?

May 17, 2011 18:04

I was having conversation with a good friend on their blog, that isn't all that unique, but is one I find myself drawn into everytime it comes up (unless there's someone I just can't stand in the conversation) its nearly a death and taxes level certainty. I've probably been involved in some variation of the conversation a dozen or two times in my life, and it wasn't until late last night or early this morning I figured out what was irretrievably wrong with the conversation.

The question is how many times can you get your mind blown away by personality altering views of the human condition? Often with the subtext "Why isn't this happening to me now?"
Usually books like Animal Farm (adore) A Brave New World (which I loathed), or 1984 (neutral), Fahrenheit 451 (adore) as the catalyst for said mind-blowing shift in perspective.

Some truths:
  • Because these books are all brief and unmistakable in meaning they are frequently read at an early age.
  • You never get the same first experience twice.
  • The less you've experienced, the more you are likely to stumble upon something that alters your world view radically.
  • The more open minded you are the more you will seek things new to you.
To me, anyone being blown away by new-to-them observations on humanity past oh twenty eight or thirty is either incredibly shallow, has lived an entirely to sheltered life or is just not very observant. Let's face it, the average person who is nominally a member of homo-sape is distinguishable from their twenty five thousand years ago ancestor only by the tools available to them, and occasionally by better hygiene, humans just aren't that deep. We do things for the exact same two reasons we did them two hundred, two thousand and twenty thousand years ago: to get something or to get away from something.

The average year old American has probably had at least one, and possibly all four of the titles I mentioned assigned to them in school. They are fairly well ingrained in the education system, and the touchstones that other dystopian novels are compared too (and while some have referred to one or more of those novels as utopias, I'm not that insane.) and most writers don't even try to rewrite or supersede the touchstones of a genre. Which is great, I like Dave Freer doing Dave Freer at 100% and not Orson Wells at 92%.

More importantly, most readers aren't looking for the new mind blower, nor are most publisher because well, having already had their initial dance with the dragon, that first hit of opium in one of the aforementioned titles or their ilk, most people aren't going to find anything less or even equal in quality engaging. The average fiction reader today reads not for "enlightenment" but entertainment. The self help category of books probably didn't exist in 1920 (I wasn't there, wouldn't know) and I suspect it wasn't as prominent forty years ago as it has been with the aid of talk show gurus on tv and radio for the last two decades.

In truth, I find the writer today who can slip an observation on the worlds foremost twenty three paired chromosome critter that makes me stop and think (or more likely pace around the house talking at high speed, occasionally even to the people there, trying to nail the issue down) about it equal to any of the works I've used as the launch point for this blog. Those were all polemics that had stories lacquered onto various talking points. As noted above, and by your own observations of the books and others like them, including more recent entries into the dystopian mode like Hunger Games or Uglies success is a happy illusion at best and far from universal. Today, in almost all case the reverse is true, a story must stand on its own, and the commentary on the human animal must be secondary or even tertiary.

random musing, pulpit pounding, reality, psychology

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