The Fear

Have you ever just sat down, focused your eyes deep into space, and thought about those three awe inspiring letters... Why? Then you more than obviously have stumbled upon the branching effect before. Where the “why?” turns into a “what for?” and the “what for?” becomes a “What in the hell am I doing with my life? My hair is too short, my body too thin, I laughed when I saw a child crying over a banana today and by god the last time I fed the dog was Christmas 1964!” As intensely allusive these thoughts may be, how many times do these reflections ever amount to anything good? Are you ever entirely positive about yourself? I as much as anyone have fallen victim to this weird slave generation our countries have going on here and I get it, it works for some people. Bright lights are big, and yes they are oh so shiny and distracting but does degradation really come with such an impressive reward? I am very concerned about humanities future. It’s the constant paranoia that has really been getting to me. Has nobody noticed this extreme lapse of paranoid, irrational fear everyone has been going through lately? I mean realistically it has been happening for the entire span of human existence already but it is still to this day insane to observe! I was huddled up on the couch for a nice night of conversation with a few friends when the news had to creep its way onto my television screen. What a ghastly charade those people put on. Always know that there should be a certain criteria of rules set into play while watching the news...
Although the news may be informative and at times generally precise you must keep in mind that they love to project fear. It is their passion. You are kidding yourself if you choose to believe that the 3 second pity segments after commercials about “young Sally Jenkins from the neighbourhood’s beauty pageant winning dog shit grinner was just nominated for another shot at the title again this year” actually attributes to making the news “not all that bad.” Give me a break! Regardless of how much I believe the news should be bent into that direction, it will never be that way. I mean if it were, maybe I would actually enjoy the seemingly endless periods of time that it is played on television for in the evenings. The main goal to keeping your sanity during the news is however, to be aware of the blunt intention of these media ogres with their stalking attempts to try and break the middle class spirit. You must always keep this in mind. They want you to feel unsafe outside of your homes to trap your attention otherwise we would have news station ratings dropping off the airwaves like suicide divers but we can’t have that happening now, Can we? There would be too much money lost in the process for already overly wealthy investors and they are at the moment what makes this world go round. Wealthy investors and we all know wealthy people are greedy. That is how they got to their point of power. Like spoiled children they trample faces, names, companies, friends, adversaries and lovers. They want all of their own cookies and all of yours too. So they stick to the scare tactics because they know it works, it keeps the average human being in place and it is what keeps them in business and that is truly all it has become these days, just like everything else on this planet... business. So we sit down quietly, turn on our television sets at 11:00 p.m., grab a bag of popcorn and watch the world explode, always kept in line... What would you do to keep your job?
This week’s big story: The full body X-Ray scanner that is being placed in airports all over North America. This story, for me anyways has been just another eye opener to these suburban lives people all hide behind. Full body X-Ray scanners in airports! Have people given up entirely on even the slightest amount of possible freedoms we could be given? How can anyone be accepting of such things? Before these neutron machines are placed into our airports I want to get a few facts set straight here! Are there really that many “terrorists” traipsing through our airports, getting away with sporadic crimes left, right, and center? (Just saying) I know I certainly have never caught a glimpse of one and I’m sure that if I did his/her profile might seem a bit off. I for some reason doubt that “old Mrs. Watson from city hall” has decided to strap an AK-47 up her skirt. There is no way a human can go through rigorous training boot camps... sorry, TERROR-ist camps without having some form of sketchy facade attached. These people do not grow up in suburban Canadian and American towns. I am sorry for stepping on your fantasies. We are being stripped of yet another freedom simple and plain. This time however, we are taking it without a fight and without information. We just accept the fact, step into tiny plastic tubes while “security” guards get a good look at our wee-wee’s, and shrug it off like its standard procedure, just another day and another place to go. Got to get back to that old nine to five job and make sure to stock up on antiseptics and band aids, you know to keep that brain inside your head from bleeding.
The fear grows like a new-age plague. We keep up this constant fear of each other for reasons we don’t even fully understand or care to understand. Maybe it is embedded somewhere in our genetic make-up? Maybe we still have some deep receded fright of being eaten by something bigger and stronger then ourselves, I mean we did survive through evolution(surprisingly I might add) but where have we ended up? I don’t feel like our advancements are truly making a difference anymore. Some would beg to differ but just think to yourself, deep down just like you do when you ponder that magic word I had discussed before. Have we really been making a difference? One to better ourselves and the lives of every fellow human we walk, eat, sleep, and breathe beside? If you finally stumble upon an answer and shed all current ideals of this society of sceptics and pushovers, I think we may finally come to the point of forgetting to ask ourselves the question that has been tearing away at my mind the entire time I have spent here and that question again is: Why? When I took philosophy back in high school I had a great teacher by the name of Mr. O Neil. I remember him remarking to the class about his quirky philosophical question he had used to end a previous years exam with. The question was in itself: Why? He spoke about a student and his “100%” response to the question, a student of which I had never had the pleasure to meet. His choice of words had always stuck in my mind from that point on. The student answered with a simplistic yet suggestively responsive: Why not? I think he had this planet more figured out then he could even know...