Sunday, June 4, 2017
Reverb In An Echo Chamber...
Is there a solution?
Yeah, I know it’s a heresy to state that there is actually no solution to the myriad of problems facing the world, but, well, so be it.
This idea, this notion that the world is a big nail waiting for the right hammer to come along is actually a bigger problem than the perceived problems -which are in actuality just part and parcel of normative existence.
Maybe this goes back to the industrial revolution -this idea that “we can fix it”.
Or maybe it goes back to 1950‘s science-fiction films where scientists smoking pipes always found a way to destroy the monster. I don’t know.
But wherever it came from it has been nothing but a giant pain in the ass.
From Alcoholics Anonymous to Jenny Craig, this absurd notion of “fixing” the normal fuckupery of life has caused tens of millions of people to fall into the despair of wondering why it all goes wrong some other way, anyway.
You’re gonna get old, You’re gonna get sick. You’re gonna die. And as you await that inevitable end, life will kick the ever-loving shit out of you, over and over and over.....
The world’s problems work themselves out because people die.
Alcoholics eventually die. Drug addicts die. Politicians, bankers, bakers, farmers, thieves, homeless, etc, we all eventually end up six feet under.
Problems aren’t made, they’re born. And they’ll keep being born till the end of time. But they also go away, via time.
So enough with the self-help bullshit. It just panders to the snowflake in all of us and creates a warped view of how life actually is. Preachers, politicians, philosophers and so on, have no answers.
Because there’s no solution or cure. All we can do is deal with it as best we can in the short little span of time that we're here.
We’re all just biding our time on this rock, waiting of Godot.